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Author Name: Premiumsheedreams 7 Comments
Date Added: September 27, 2009 03:09:40 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Daughters of Adventure
I've come to duplicate mama's enthusiasm about life
Come! my daughters of adverture
I'm taking you on a journey directly into the hands of summer
No time for introversion today
Wake up those daydreaming eyes
The sun itself is shining on the banks of St. Armand's
Grab your need for lipstick on those country lips..
'Tant Lou is taking us crawfishing!
Come on girls, they will be here soon
Down highway 167 for 6 miles; take the dirt road for another two
Haul the crawfish cages from of the truck
Fasten a piece of fresh melt in the  bottom of each crawfish cage
Take the long pole with the hook on the end 
Carefully lower each wire cage into the muddy water
The passage of time was hardly noticed...
We followed tiny bird tracks in the soft Loosian mud
Discovered animal tracks too...a racoon had passed in the night
Now it was time to reap the  harvest...
Carefully lift up the cage with the pole
We squealed with delight...each cage teemed with large crawfish
Tilting the cage they were quickly dropped into the bucket
A few tried to search of release
We laughed as Joyce tried to scare her big sister with
the outstretched  arms and open claws
Her new plaything; Clovis the crawfish
The steps were repeated; excitement never faded 
We picked up the heavy cages filled with wiggling crawfish
From the buckets to the mesh bags until all 10 were filled
Red-winged black birds called from the cattails echoing 'Tant Lou
"Allon...get to the van!"...I think she meant, it's time to go
We're gonna have a crawfish boil tonight!
Enough enthusiasm to enrich both day and night
Cajun music punctuated the sultry night air
Peeled crawfish; nicknamed mud bugs...well seasoned and spicy hot
Mama prefers to call them tiny lobsters harvested from the deep
Boiled corn and potatoes are served from the same pot
I've come to duplicate mama's enthusiasm about life...
Especially when it comes to enjoying the bounty of our own hands
One of life's simple pleasures...
Eating boiled crawfish
Author's Notes:
Travis your word list takes me back to central Louisiana and crawfishing from the banks of St. Armand's Lake.  these are the words and phrases I have used: 
adventure     daughters     into the hands of______     bottom      plaything    the sun itself
both day and night     outstretched     introversion     the passage of time  
                                               in search of release
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Comment By: FreeAmy on October 28, 2009 03:26:56 AM Report
Oh my, if this didn't take me back to my childhood. We called 'em mudbugs or more often crawdaddies. I remember hanging them from my ears like earrings. I have never been able to eat them though. I know they must be delicious because everyone says so but my memories won't let me. I know they are like little lobsters (and I looove lobstah) but to me the memories of the mud between my toes and mud bugs hanging from my ears won't let me take a bite much less suck the heads. I do love this write though. You were spot on in the telling. Savin' it!


Comment By: FreeMicky McMaster on October 7, 2009 10:14:40 PM Report
Thank you,Linda Jo

Excellent write and a most wonderful adventure


Well done !!!!







Comment By: FreeThe Bag Lady on September 28, 2009 12:23:10 PM Report
Ohhhh....Ljo!!  You really, really pulled out all the stops on this write~!!  I loved it~!!  I have only had crawfish twice in Louisiana but was in "7th Heaven" when it was my opportunity to indulge~!  Your incorporation of the words was 'spot on'.....Great talent, Ljo...thanks for bringing us a visual gift...

The Baglady, ...lovin' the meal

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on September 27, 2009 11:24:32 PM Report
You two are on a roll.... Really a great poem...
Comment By: FreeTanya Harrison on September 27, 2009 03:14:53 PM Report
I really enjoyed reading this piece.  It was fun! 


You made me hungry, though.  The Cajun country is pulling you back, isn't it? 

Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on September 27, 2009 12:41:13 PM Report

And this folks is how it's done! What a great adventure! Crawfish are so plentiful too--small but filling just the same if you eat a good share. This was rich with detail...I enjoyed it from start to finish. Very nice!


Comment By: FreeLady Dragonwyck on September 27, 2009 09:59:18 AM Report

Linda Jo:  what a great memory.  So vivid and full of little girl fun!!!

Lady D


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