Forever Changed

September 15, 2012 at 2:36 pm · Filed under Good stuff, Poems, Some truth to it ·Tagged Charles L. Mashburn, first kiss, good old days, http://dversepoets.com/2012/09/15/poetics-first-times/, poetry, spin the bottle

This is a work of fiction for the most part. I’m not sure my first kiss was from Lisa, but it’s the memory of that spinning bottle, and the fear coursing through a young boy’s brain and body this little ditty is about. The names, the faces, the places… pick your own, and go back when. That’s what I did. Enjoy!

Forever Changed

Bottle spinning, is but a blur

There on the basement floor

All eyes upon it as it slows

Not knowing what’s in store

 

Was Lisa who set it to spinning

Young goddess with golden hair

Every boy prays, let it stop on me

So a kiss with her I might share

 

Slower still the pop bottle spins

One last taunting turn then points

My eyes grow wide, I cannot move

Fear has frozen my young joints

 

Panic takes over my mind then

I’m horrified down to my core

Why am I here, what will I do

I’ve never kissed a girl before

 

From the circle I jump and shout

No way, I just can’t do it

Lisa gives a wink that says

Calm down, boy, I’ll get you through it

 

Young lips meet mine a trembling

My life then forever is changed

Fate’s hand upon the bottle spun

My whole world at once rearranged

 

Copyright © 1998 C. Mashburn

 Sharing this oldie but goodie with dVerse Poets Pub, where Fred Rutherford is asking for poems about “First Times”. Well, I’ve got one!

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