Fish Out of Water

(Spontaneous write)

my socks are wet my mum will know
i’ve been where told I shouldn’t go
but water fascinates me so
those shallow beds of watercress
i can not help but paddle there
and then i wade in gurgling streams
a fish i am within my dreams
an older me now understands
why lakes and rivers not dry land
can reel me in oh yes they do
i am a Pisces through and through

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and with that kind of journey....you may be a fish who becomes hooked on those dreams...
totally hooked.
The older we always understands more.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear j, I confess I am hooked on water and poetry. Been lucky enough not to get hooked on anything likely to cause damage. Thank you my friend.

Chris

[Lorry]

Mum's are spooky, aren't they?
It took Mr years to figure out how she know it was me who left hand prints from paint all over my bedroom wallpaper. It never occurred to me it was because I was the only one with me size hands at all. But as I said, mum's are sneaky and no doubt your wet socks gave you away, as well as the puddles you squelchy with every step! 😀

[Chris Shaw]

Mums have a way of finding out stuff. I could never hide anything from her:)Thanks Lorry, and when I became a mum myself, I understood how she did it. Happy wet Saturday. So miserable down south.

Chris

[Lorry]

Still dry here, but clouds looking ominous.
We thought mum was a witch because of the stick out your tongue demand to see if we were lying. Most people figured it out when they were about seven that if you refused to show how black your tongue went, it meant you were guilty. I was still falling for that in my twenties! 😀

[Chris Shaw]

Ha ha ………..lol

[Davidgeo]

I like to think of water as just a thicker version of air.

Your spontaneous writing is pretty solid. Keep it up Chris.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Davidgeo. I appreciate your thoughts.

Chris

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Splash in puddles, stomp through creeks, slide down hills of snow for thrills, whatever fires your imagination and spirit of youth. I enjoyed this.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Fabian. I had a very happy childhood. Plenty of water :)

Chris

[JessyJacob]

I know why do we want mom when you get so horny all you need is to make them calm down.

Sorry chris i dont know i felt like its not you but someone else has written, i think i hav given path ahead, that will solve entirely your and hiz problem who cares one who really cared for him, all he need is his weeds and cactus pull. But i loved him like a kid and man too, my time was never with him but was with him only every time from beginning, so i dont know i aM fortunate or unfortunate i cant live without him, i dont him to get tortured by playing here And there, it is enough, when real souls get out what is left is ash to be turned to body it doesnt matter to me what happens to body once the soul is out.

I really loved him and my true love has kept us alive and care for each other, if i ever cheated him it would be a cheatful life i had lived. Enough of this drama , he knows and i know what we need who we need, it doesnt matter whether third person needs what or overriding her mind with self indulged deeds,

I just need little strength to take my son alomg with me, thinking that i cant live him alone without me i will be more woried if i leave him alone, so i think i can do it. And for me i am dead half already for him not being with me physically, for my dying is not a great task to fear. I just die every second when people are blocking us.
Jessy jacob

With adorable love and care.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for your love Jessy. 🌹

[JessyJacob]

You are my love Chris, hope you are having good weekend.

[Einstein Noodle]

fun stuff, Chris ... we all need to nurture our child within ... going sock footed, bare footed and rolling down the hill .. i enjoyed your rhyme very much ... love and joy!
E.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Mr E. That inner child still loves to come out and play. So pleased you stopped by. Sending all good wishes to you :)

Chris

[keith]

ya let your guard down with this one ms chris
you sought and found the right words
without a single miss
seriously i like this write

'i’ve been where told I shouldn’t go'
i see you HA!

you got it goin on girl!

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Keith. Pleased you stopped by for my inner child. Have yourself a good Saturday.

Chris

[Poetic Beauty]

I am an Aquarius and I love water as well. I guess it goes with being the water bearer.

Love this tale of a little you swimming without parental supervision because you snuck and done it

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks PB. Unusually this filtered thriugh in rhyme. My inner child came out to play. Pleased you enjoyed the read. Happy Saturday.

Chris

[Poetic Beauty]

I truly did enjoy this tale. I think as some point those of us who love water have snuck off and played in it during the summer.

I use to sneak down to the creek with a couple of my friends.

[Chris Shaw]

I never took a towel. I’d put dry socks on wet feet. My mum always knew :)

[Poetic Beauty]

We would come home all wet and muddy because it was a 15 min walk to the creek through the woods lol

[Neville]

I know it might sound or appear corny .. but this is a little gem & spontaneity clearly suites you Chris ..

Neville

[Chris Shaw]

Ah, my inner child came out in the early hours. She was walking the streams by Fishery Inn at Boxmoor Common. Thank you Neville. Very concerned she was about her wet socks:)

Chris

[Neville]

how dreadful :)

N.

[Stu. T.H.]

The poem reflects the process of one's evaluation of one's life experiences and a sense of tranquillity that often can only be found during mid-day summer dreams. Only when time is ample, and lenient that one may enjoy the luxury of opportunity to indulge in the fantastical realities that evade the modern scope of mundane lifestyles. A spontaneous write, so fluent in both rhymes, wording, and ideas, is not so unlike streaming rivers baking their early harvests, abundant with life and emotional surges, it moved me slightly. Even before I recognised the feelings imbued within the poem, I felt my own stirring within me an undefined yet familiar, sensual temptation to go along with the ideas and dreams that I've long restrained by the requirements for an easy-going daily life. In crude senses, we feel the excitement before we feel hardships; In entertainment, we bring back the nostalgia of our hopes and whimsical dreams to reanimate them. Though such sentiments are foregone for some, most still open their eyes to sleep through our days in life, to dream beautiful dreams, how enticing.
Thank you for sharing your work, author Chris Shaw, I felt your passion synchronising with my own during the read, it's a wonderful write. Please have a good day.
- Leon

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Leon, thank you for your time and extensive review. Your thoughts are very much appreciated. I’m so pleased you found some value here. All the best.

Chris