Theresa Mullins Salty Winds Salty winds take me there To ferry rides across the bay Where fishing boats dot the sea Amongst sparkling stars A black and white tower lights the sky Leading to that place of memories A home that makes me smile, Fifteen feet off the ground It’s color green windows, twenty-four Tales of fishing trips Sandy shoes by the door Sea gulls chattering in the air Crabs dance on the sand Fishing on the short pier Hook caught in pa-pa’s shirt Towels drying in the breeze A place where I could be myself Gumbo, making my mouth water Lively seashells on a shelf Weary eyelids drifting away With the humming of a tugboat’s song Wrapped in loving tenderness From the laughter of a full day Endless ribbons of golden rays Sand between my toes Sandpiper’s scurry around the waves Closer to that place so dear Salty winds take me there . . . Revision Account: I
am not very confident about my ability to write poetry and I was not sure about
my topic. However, after careful
consideration I decided to use my experiences at my grandmother and
grandfather’s beach house, as the subject.
This place was a great source of happy childhood memories and
experiences. My biggest hurdle,
since I have never written a poem before, was to mold these memories into a
cohesive poem. The book has great
advice for development but I still felt a little shaky about the success of
context. The formation of my poem
was established over time as I used some of the descriptive phrases from my
writings on this subject. These
phrases to me are like “snap shots” of these memories.
When
I finished this poem I was still struggling with some of the imagery.
I asked Joanna Ellis, a classmate, for her opinion and recommendations on
my poem. Here are some of her
comments and recommendations: This is an amazing poem! I love it. The imagery
is fantastic and your short lines are just so full of meaning and life! Joanna also recommended that I rethink some of
the punctuation that was used, clarify some of the thoughts in the first couple
of stanzas and re-examine the line separations. I also asked my sister to give
me her thoughts on my poem. She really like the poem and felt that there was
really only had one line that needed to be clarified. This line was also in the
second stanza, where some of the imagery needed to be clarified. After careful consideration of
both recommendations this is my resulting final draft. However, I will continue to review and think about the
imagery. I feel that this poem is
what I wanted to project and it has inspired me to continue writing poetry. Theresa Mullins Salty Winds (First Draft) Salty winds take me there To ferry rides across the bay Where fishing boats dot the sea Amongst sparkling stars Black and white tower lights the sky Leading to that place, of memories A place that makes me smile Fifteen feet, off the ground It’s color green, windows, twenty-four Tales of fishing trips Sandy shoes by the door Salty winds through screens Sea gulls chattering in the air Crabs dance on the sand Fishing on the short pier Hooks caught in pa-pa’s shirt Towels drying in the breeze A place where I could be myself Gumbo, making my mouth water Lively seashells on a shelf Weary eyelids drifting away With the humming of a tugboats song Wrapped in loving tenderness From the laughter of a full day Endless ribbons of golden rays Sand between my toes Sandpiper’s scurry around the waves Closer to that place so dear Salty winds take me there . . .
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