Stranded without a passport
Thirsty for deep blue
But my boat don't have a paddle
So I can't get back to you
If only I'd remembered
While packing my swim trunks
I'd be snorkeling with my baby
'Stead of hanging out with drunks
So pretty please Mister Overnight Courier
Make sure that you deliver
That little document I need
To reach my baby, at full speed
Then I'll be deep in ocean
Never, ever have to be dry
And me and my baby
Won't no more say goodbye
This was written for Alan's prompt about being thirsty at Poetry Jam poetryjaam.blogspot.com, and believe it or not, based on a true story. Just last weekend...and the title came from our friend's comment after his ordeal. May you never be stranded without your passport and may your thirst be easily quenched. Cheers! Happy 4th everyone! :-)
oh geez...my first thought was those email you get from spammers under a friends name saying they are stranded...but this is reality....yikes...how helpless that must feel...scary...yeah hope that never happens to me...smiles...and glad they survived it...
ReplyDeletehey you were not tagged in...so i will do it for you...smiles.
DeleteHi Brian! Yes, it was crazy. And even more crazy was how he solved it. Talk about persistence! :-)
DeleteThank you for tagging me in ;-)
DeleteYour poem made me think of a trip with some students a few years ago. One girl's documents were no longer valid and she had not told us. She could not broad the plane and had to go back home. She joined us a couple of days later.
ReplyDeleteHi Gabriella! There are so many things that can go wrong with travel. Sometimes it just amazes me that we ever get anywhere ;-) Thank you for sharing your story!
DeleteQuite frightening to be caught without one's passport -- whether literally or figuratively. We need to keep those documents in hand......
ReplyDeleteHi Mary, somehow my reply to you ended up at the bottom of the page...
DeleteThis could be a song....lovely write Sara. :-)
ReplyDeleteHi Carrie! Thank you for noticing, that was actually my intent :-)
Deletestrange and scary moments nicely translated into poetry...
ReplyDeleteHi Sumana! Yes, it was scary. Though it all turned out okay, with some persistence and a little help from friends :-)
DeleteLOL... this is great, reads like a blues song... but how horrible to be stuck in that situation.
ReplyDeleteHappy 4th to you, too, Sara!
Hi Laurie! Glad it gave you a chuckle, it was intended that way. Our friend is a big country western fan, so I was trying to write in that style ;-) it was a great 4th, thank you!
DeleteThis is great and really captures the emotion of the moment. Nicely Done.
ReplyDeleteHi Alan! It was a great prompt! Thank you for your kind words :-)
Delete:) Nice write, Sara.
ReplyDeleteHi Ayala! So nice to see you :-) Thank you!
DeleteThis reads like the blues song, I agree ~ yikes on that problem ~ Wishing you happy weekend ~
ReplyDeleteHi Grace! Thank you, it was a big yikes, but eventually resolved and happy outcome. :-)
DeleteNice. Scary but with so many possibilities.
ReplyDeleteHi Gail! Yes it was interesting the way it was eventually resolved. A great lesson in persistence and playing out all the options :-)
DeleteI agree, this reads like a song--and one I enjoyed! A fun rhyme to this, even though an experience many of us would like to avoid! Hope you enjoyed your 4th! :-)
ReplyDeleteHi Jennifer! Glad you enjoyed the song, it was a fun write :-) We did have a great 4th--I love fireworks! :-)
Deletenice write and scary too..like you said it rightly..let no one have situation like this
ReplyDeleteHi Arathi! Thank you so much for the visit and kind words :-) It would be terrifying in a very different country fortunately it was just the Bahamas :-)
DeleteBeing without passport in a foreign land is a horrible thing to happen to anyone!
ReplyDeleteHi! Yes, it could have been much more horrible. Fortunately, just a nearby tropical island--the Bahamas :-)
DeleteHi Mary! Absolutely! Especially since he didn't realize it until 6 AM when we were supposed to leave...
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ReplyDeleteDelightful write, Sara! I find it perfect to be the lyrics of a blues or rock song. The story reminds me of something that happened to me some years ago, when the day before flying to England I realised my passport had expired... I was lucky I realised on time!
ReplyDeleteHi there! So happy that you enjoyed it and that your passport dilemma had a happy ending too :-)
DeleteGreat poem, Sara. It is awful to be experiencing that kind of thing... You have written about it with great emotion.
ReplyDeleteHi Nicholas! Thank you for the generous compliment :-)
DeleteI remember having my luggage stolen in Thailand. Losing my travel documents was nerve wracking! This feels like you created a wonderfully classic rock song. You write so well.
ReplyDeleteHi Anne! Wow-Thank you very much for the great compliment. So sorry to hear about your luggage and documents in Thailand/ that had to be terrifying!
DeleteLoved your poem, Sara. Never mind that your comment to me ended at the bottom of the page.
ReplyDeleteMary, you are so sweet! Thank you <3
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