Forever Changed

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!

43 Comments »

  1. haha…i def remember these first moments…spin the bottle was def awquard…and five minutes in heaven…being put in a closet with someone for five minutes…oy…the memories…of course that was on a church retreat to so….smiles…great write man…

  2. claudia said

    oh my…we played this as well…and tongue kissed…there were some you wished the bottle would never stop spinning anywhere…smiles

  3. hobgoblin2011 said

    great way to build and carry this Charles. I only played Spin the Bottle once and wasn’t nearly as lucky. Really excellent write. Thanks

  4. Oh my what a memory to relive , boys were not the only ones to be terrified you know…

  5. Such a tender write about this right of passage–

  6. I have played this game before….yes, an unforgettable time ~

  7. I DO remember ‘spinning the bottle’ and of course, the hay rides! Those were the days. . .

  8. Mary said

    Charles, I love this!! You really brought the experience alive! And obviously you conquered your fear. Smiles.

  9. More romantic version then mine!

  10. hedgewitch said

    The only bottles in my neighborhood were either broken or being scarfed for the deposit, so we played spin the boy.

    Just kidding. This was really straight from the child’s mouth to the adult’s ear, and made me smile.

    • We used to collect bottles and walk down to the little store to cash them in and buy penny candy. (We kept one aside)

  11. LOL Good game of spin the bottle Charles. Glad Lisa knew what to do, bet you did too, the next time 😉

  12. Aww, that’s sweet. Thank heavens for a kindly girl to make the first steps. 🙂

  13. Sherry Mashburn said

    Ah, that first kiss . . .

  14. Ha! Very charming. That kind of panic universal but very sympathetic and well-conveyed here. k.

  15. Oh that’s very sweet, and wasn’t she a lovely girl. Lovely Charles 🙂

  16. Ravenblack said

    Such sweetness and that thrill of first kiss, realization of a significance enough to get the boy so nervous and anxious! Wonderful telling. 🙂

  17. poemsofhateandhope said

    Remember this kind of feeling well!! You capture youth and sexual awakenings and the related feelings of terror so very well!

  18. very fun. But wait, how did your life change. What would a future you bet without the fateful bottle spin and your mentor? Do tell.

  19. Oh giggle.

  20. heh-heh, wonderful

  21. clawfish said

    A transformation moment oh so scary you covered it well

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