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Standing here in my brother’s coat
staring out to sea and wishing
I could be the one out on the boat
living a sailor’s life amid sails and cannons
instead of here in my girlish petticoat–
pretending I’m fishing.“A quirk of Fate,” I tell my brother,
“our souls were clearly switched at birth.”
It is I who belongs on the sailing ship,
wearing shiny skin boots and suits of brocade
with a jaunty cock-hat and a frilly shirt…
buttons of brass and fine velvet knickers!
and YOU who should be here on the shore–But alas! Woe is me! –The luck is all yours…
for I am corseted and stranded in this body
weak and tender, forced to wear clothing
of silk and lace, never anything “gaudy.”
I wish I could be the one out on the boat
living a sailor’s life–instead of standing here
dreaming of the sea–wearing my petticoat
and your handsome coat!©Sometimes,2016
I love this! How Many times has a woman stood on those proverbial shores and wished with all her might!
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Yeah…boys really do have more fun! 🙂
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they do
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Love this! I have stood on the curb like this and wondered many times as a young girl, why I was not ‘allowed’ to do somethings when my brother was! This is just brilliant!
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I know, boys always did have more fun. Really, girls have always had so many rules and things they could do and weren’t allowed to do.
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That’s the breaks of being a girl…plus having to learn all the “housewifey” stuff years ago…ironing and such. Boys just had more fun than girls, probably still do. Thank you for commenting!
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I believe it has changed a lot now, but even then there are areas where it feels different for boys and girls!
Your most welcome 🙂
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yes. I have long wished I go get a backpack and go roaming around in various countries doing whatever…hitching rides on farm trucks, buses, just…moving around. That just is not possible for a woman…which is unfortunate but true. Oh it can be done, but the dangers are more severe. If I was a youngish man I’d be…in a jungle somewhere. 🙂
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You know, it’s really funny, because just yesterday I was talking to my mom and I was telling her almost the same thing you just told me.
Only, I said that the current ways of the world and their expectations of me is what is holding me back.
I was telling her that what I actually wanted to do was to pack a bag for me and my little boy and wander the world and while doing that I educate him using real life scenarios rather than sending him to school to learn!
If I could have afforded that I would have led the life of a nomad, unfortunately, I can’t! So like the rest of them, I follow a ‘normal’ life! 😀
Hmm… you actually got me thinking – maybe I should write this down! Thank you, Gradmama 🙂
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I write about this stuff all the time…writing about my adventures. Age isn’t the main thing that hampers my style, it’s the lack of cash! So now writing is the thing I do…always have in fact, but now its my way of vicariously living my “old life” over again.
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I believe that if we are afraid of everything we will never DO anything. My kids had a fit when I went down to adventure tours in the jungles…really. One of my soninlaws “forbid” me to go! haha
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What a thought! I remember wanting to be a boy a long, long, long time ago. Thank heavens my wish wasn’t granted!
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I know…did you try to kiss your elbow? That was the key. LOL Boys always did have more fun. 🙂
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Yes!!! I actually tried to kiss my elbow! I loved tools and always longed to carry a pocket knife.
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I knew it…must be a midwest thing. I could do some knife tricks, my brother taught me…no one ever gave me my own jack knife, though.
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It just occurred to me that I subconsciously named by heroine of my Anne finds a career…or whatever its called…after you. Not intentional…I think the elbow kissing and pocket knife envy is what did it! LOL
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I love it!!! You’ve made my day!
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The name just popped in when I needed it, I had Ann, but then added the E for poem format purposes. glad you liked it! 🙂
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I really like this take on the prompt. It rings true!
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I’m very pleased that you commented on my poem. welcome!
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great imagination!
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thank you for commenting, and welcome to my blog!
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Love how you treated the subject – it does make sense…I’m glad not to have to go to sea…
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thanks, I appreciate your comments. welcome to my blog…:-)
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I always wanted to be a sailor and go out to sea. The second I saw the prompt I knew what it would be
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I’m sure it wont be long Aisha Greyjoy !
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? I”ll have to look up that name? 🙂
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ah ha! 🙂 I’m not into Game of Thrones, but maybe I should be… LOL I googled the name. Thanks for commenting, I appreciate it.
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I like the backstory you’ve crafted!
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thanks! welcome to my site. I visited you and signed on to follow. Love your work, the ink-bottle piece is lovely. I am the widow of a fire-fighter who retired many years ago…so we have that in common besides our poetry. 🙂
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Thanks very much! I am happy to make your acquaintance! I am looking forward to more of your work, too–I’ve got you plugged into my feedly to receive your posts. 😀
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great! see you soon…
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