Cannonball!

I know every guy reading this–well almost–was once this 6-9 year-old boy overlooking the world from the high diving board at the town pool. I can promise you, I did not write this poem using second-hand information. Enjoy!

I have to tell you, too, reading this poem almost cools me off. It is hot out there!!

Cannonball

The girls all scream and curse me

The boys threaten bodily harm

Soaked one and all from my cannonball

I toss them some toothless charm

Six years of age and afraid of nothing

I scramble up the high ladder again

Stand on the board overlooking the world

Drying fast in a hot summer wind

A glorious day I’m thinking

Looking down at the sparkling pool

In the shallow end, little brothers

Horsing ‘round and acting the fool

Ah, but the audience below me

Jealous disdain in their eyes

Shouting and calling me names

Tis my bravery they truly despise

Without warning I leap from the board

As one they gasp at my daring

I fly through the air, grinning wide

No teeth in the front, but not caring

I hit the water with a solid kerplunk

Knees hugged up tight to my chin

When I break water to a chorus of insults

I know I’ve soaked them all again

Copyright © 1998 C. Mashburn

3 Comments »

  1. Sherry said

    I love this!

  2. Faye said

    So you were that guy! 🙂

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