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Poetic Thursday: Rescued

It’s Thursday, and that means it’s also time for some poetry with Pam and her boys, Teddy and Angel Sammy at Two Spoiled Cats.

This was today’s photo inspiration provided by Pam and her guys last week:

And here’s my poem:

Rescued

We’re salty old tars and we’ve seen some high seas,
but rarely do they bring us to our knees.

But this time was different: we needed rescue.
A shipmate was hurt: there was nothing more we could do.

We soon knew that help was nearby,
but they couldn’t reach us; the swells were too high.

But they quickly came up with a plan
to escort our vessel closer to land.

In calmer waters, with acts quick and brave,
the heroes came through and a life was saved.

Oftentimes, when I see one of Pam’s photos for Poetry Thursday, I am curious about the picture: what is the story behind it, who was the photographer, etc. So this week, as I was working on a poem for today, I happened to Google the ship number on the fishing vessel in the picture. My search turned up another photo, courtesy of Flickr, and the caption tells about the event, which happened in March of 2013 .  My poem was inspired by Pam’s photo and is based on this caption:

A Royal Air Force search and rescue Sea King helicopter comes to the aid of the French Fishing vessel Alf (LS683637) during a storm in the Irish Sea.
The helicopter crew rushed to the aid of an injured fisherman trapped by bad weather on the Irish Sea.
The Royal Navy Hydrographic survey vessel HMS Echo was carrying out maritime security operations when she received a request for assistance from Milford Haven Coastguard. The coastguard had already scrambled both an RAF search and rescue helicopter and an RNLI lifeboat to rescue the fisherman, but weather conditions were deteriorating fast. The 5 metre high swell meant it was not possible to lower a winchman safely onto the French vessel’s deck and assist the fisherman who was showing signs of hypothermia.
Once Echo was called in, the 3,500 tonne ship attempted to provide some shelter for the RNLI lifeboat to get alongside the French fishing vessel, Alf, but once again the weather prevented a rescue. This left them with no choice but to escort the fishing vessel closer inland before the helicopter was able to winch the injured fisherman to safety.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Poetic Thursday: Snug And Unplugged

It’s Thursday…! You know what that means: time for Poetry Thursday with Pam, Teddy and Angel Sammy over at Two Spoiled Cats.

This was our photo inspiration for this week:

And here is my poem:

Each one of us has an idea in mind
of the kind of place where we like to unwind.

It could be a mountaintop or a tropical isle,
maybe a place in the country is more your style.

Perhaps your spot is closer at hand.
It could be right there on your own plot of land.

Imagine a “tent” built with canvas and pine,
oh, the possibilities; what fun to design.

It’s rustic, it’s cozy and so very snug,
a place created to just relax and unplug.

But there’s one little detail I find hard to ignore:
if I’m sleeping outside….it’s gotta have a door.

To read other poems inspired by this photo, stop by to visit Pam and the boys.

Programming note: I’m taking a mini blogging break. My next post is scheduled for next Wednesday.

~These Days Of Mine~

Poetic Thursday: Pedal Car

Once again this week, I’m participating in Poetic Thursday with Pam and her two “boys” over at Two Spoiled Cats.

Each Thursday, they provide a photo as inspiration and invite their readers to write a poem, based on the photo, and share it in comments on the blog post the following Thursday.

Here is today’s photo:

And here’s my poem. (The ending makes better sense if you know that my hubby (Motor Man) is a performance engine builder.)

Pedal Car

So this is a bike that looks like a car,
if you’re outta shape, you won’t get far.

And when you pedal down the street,
you get strange looks from folks you meet.

My little legs couldn’t handle the work,
though not buying gas would be a great perk.

Horsepower’s our game, ‘footpower’ is slower,
so for my ride, I’ll take a motor.

If you’d like to see “Angel Sammy’s” poem, as well as those submitted by Pam’s readers, you can visit her blog here.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poetic Thursday: The Hitchhiker

Once again this week, I’m participating in Poetic Thursday with Pam and her two “boys” over at Two Spoiled Cats.

Each Thursday, they provide a photo as inspiration and invite their readers to write a poem, based on the photo, and share it in comments on the blog post the following Thursday.

This is the photo for today’s poem:

And here is my poem:

The Hitchhiker

We look at this picture and feel sadness and fear
and can’t help but wonder how you came to be here.

Bad people, bad choices, or no fault of your own?
Family? Friends? Do they know you’re alone?

Your pile of belongings there by your side;
will you trust anyone who offers a ride?

Or….maybe the scene is about to start,
And you’re just an actress playing the part?

If you’d like to see “Angel Sammy’s” poem, as well as those submitted by Pam’s readers, you can visit her blog here.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Poetic Thursday: The Recital

Once again this week, I’m participating in Poetic Thursday with Pam and her two “boys” over at Two Spoiled Cats.

Each Thursday, they provide a photo as inspiration and invite their readers to write a poem, based on the photo, and share it in comments on the blog post the following Thursday.

This was our photo for this week’s inspiration:

The Recital

White dress, hair bow and a booster seat;
A pedal extender for her feet.

Her first recital was a formal affair,
Parents and grandparents were so proud to be there.

She practiced for weeks for this special night
And gave no thought to the dreaded stage fright.

Her performance complete, everyone stood:
“Bravo!” ‘Chopsticks’ never sounded so good!

My poem last week was heartfelt and serious, so this week, I went for something fun. I’m sure this little girl is an accomplished pianist, and I don’t mean to make light of her talent.

Be sure to visit Two Spoiled Cats today to read Angel Sammy’s and their readers’ poems.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

Poetic Thursday: Kristen

Today, I’m finally participating in Poetic Thursday. My dear friend, Pam, is author of the blog, Two Spoiled Cats. (Well, she actually helps her current kitty, Teddy, and former kitty, Angel Sammy {from Rainbow Bridge} with the blog posts.)

Each Thursday, they provide a photo as inspiration and invite their readers to write a poem, based on the photo, and share it in comments on the blog post the following Thursday. I’ve often thought about writing a poem and participating, but never have.

Until this week.

This is the photo that Pam (and her boys) provided last week:

My first thought when I saw this picture was that it reminded me of my friend, Kristen.  Kristen and my son, Marshall were born THE SAME DAY.  But we didn’t know her until she and her family began attending our church when she was just a child. Then she also began attending Marshall’s school, and the two of them became good friends.

I must admit that I was honored a few years ago when she sent me a Facebook friend request. (I’m always flattered when a young person friends me.)

Here are just a few things I’ve learned about Kristen, both from her friendship with Marshall and the friendship she and I share: Kristen has a very tender heart, she’s a wonderful mother, she loves nature, is very knowledgeable about gardening, and stands up for what she believes.

So, in honor of her, here’s my poem for this week’s Poetic Thursday.

Kristen

Butterflies flutter, fairies descend;

Their world is happier when Kristen stops in.

Lovely herself, she sees beauty in all,

A friend to God’s creatures that fly, walk or crawl.

Her voice is so gentle, she needs but few words,

And soon, she’s surrounded by deer, bunnies and birds.

Time quickly passes until day is done,

The friends part company with the setting sun.

But Kristen softly whispers, as their garden visit ends,

“See you in the morning and good night, my sweet friends”.

Please visit Pam’s blog, Two Spoiled Cats, today to read the poem that “Angel Sammy” wrote for the photo this week, as well as those submitted by Pam’s readers.

~These Days Of Mine~