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Jaime Fradera
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since 2000-11-25
Posts 843
Where no tyranny is tolerable

0 posted 2000-12-05 11:27 PM



     I am walking through wet, shifting grass but can not keep my
balance.  The air is damp and brisk.  An event has been scheduled
in the park.  paul comes to me, jovial, with a pair of shoes.  I
put them on and can walk again.

     It is mid-afternoon, and we are "rafting" down a river through
the forest, except that the "raft" I am lying on is actually her
body.  I feel her rippling beneath me, supple and strong, the
mountain wind whipping in my hair.  I should be terrified of
drowning, but I am with her, and I am not afraid.
I wonder'
how could we be doing this
without any equipment?
  We talk for several hours, laughing, sliding over boulders in the
stream.

     It is now late afternoon, and time to start back; but we must
switch positions to raft the other way.  I am afraid of drowning
but she says I will not sink  She sits astride and I float.  Her
weight on me
is full and reassuring,
and I am not afraid.
We begin to glide down-stream
and ground upon a rock.
(well, it was my fault ... ...)
  After a good deal
of shoving and pushing,
I get us off the rock
and we are on our way again.
I swish my arms above my head,
picking up more speed,
... swish, ... swish ...
I feel the water, cold,
sliding underneath me,
the bracing mountain wind,
whipping in my hair.
Swish, ...
we are moving faster,
ever faster, now,
the wind whirling to a gale. ...
swish, ...
her body
in synchrony with mine.
Soon we are coasting
at impossible speed.
and in our ecstacy
about to loose control.
  Then, as if nothing at all were happening, we start talking about
whether the Park Service charges a fee for rafting--or whether
rafting is really free.  Our group did get some instruction that
first time, so there must have been a fee, or something ...

     The scene dissolves.

     I am alone.
                          Jaime Fradera


    


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Jaime Fradera
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since 2000-11-25
Posts 843
Where no tyranny is tolerable
1 posted 2000-12-05 11:30 PM


Hi...My name is Jaime and I am blind...I would love to answer everyone who replies to me but as of yet my computer isnt capable of doing that. Please know that I do read each and every reply and I do read your poems...I love getting email so send all you want...Thanks Jaime
Aimster
Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297
Charlotte, NC
2 posted 2000-12-06 09:52 AM


Jaime~

welcome to passions! i don't know if
your a new member or not but i haven't
seen your work before...so i welcome you
to our home.   this was a great piece,
really enjoyed the images you have wrote
here...i hope you enjoy passions as much
as i do. there are some very wonderful and
talented poets here. take care.

~amy~
p.s. hope you get to read this soon.

Paula Finn
Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546
missouri
3 posted 2000-12-06 02:38 PM


Jaime...this is great...love the images...and the dreamlike quality you bring to this piece
Wilfred Yeats
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since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704
Wilmington, Delaware
4 posted 2000-12-06 04:23 PM


Jaime -

You've combined (As Woody Allen might say.) two of my favorite occupations - (for those less high minded - let me say here - I'm talking about floating down creeks and rafting ) I've rafted the Colorado - and 'tubed' various creeks here in the east -
The sensuous dreamlike quality you've added is just perfect - and I really love it.

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