Skinny-dipping in One’s Sixties
While driving on a country lane, I spy a little lake
and decide that I should skinny-dip, just for old time’s sake.
Lack of a suit is not a problem, for this spot is so secluded
that I jump into the water both nuded and deluded,
for after just five minutes, although the night is dark,
three cars pull up with lights full-on and proceed to park
directly in my exit spot with windows all rolled down,
music spilling out from them. Teenagers from the town
out here for the thrill of it to swill a little beer
and have a wild party with no parents near.
Like a deer in headlights, I am blinded by the glare.
I quickly put my hands back to obscure my derriere.
Then, desperate for cover, sprint for a nearby bush.
But when I cover up my front, I have to bare my tush.
Skinny-dipping simply doesn’t work with lookers-on,
and I guess that I am trapped until these partiers are gone.
With no hope on the horizon, I hunch and drip and cower,
forgetful of the blanket I had slung over a bower
just a few short yards away, but finally I sprint for it,
and wrapping it around me, I am grateful that I went for it
in spite of all the cheers and huzzahs and the blinding light
of the headlights of the teenagers who view my frenzied flight.
Once I reach my car, the far horizon is my goal.
I gun the engine and I speed over dip and knoll.
If I need to teach the lesson of this ill-advised adventure
of senior citizen skinny-dipping, I’m the one to censure,
for I was a solo-act swimming swimsuit-free,
and the only one that I can implicate is me.
I guess that skinny-dipping is best left in the past,
for the skinny body necessary simply doesn’t last!
Prompt words today are forgetful, horizon, desperate, implicate and deer.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Oops! Must be uncomfortable at the time. Though hilarious after the fact! 😜😂
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Fortunately, it is fiction.
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Oh I see. I thought you were that brave.
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Nah. I’m a coward just like most of us! I reserve my skinny-dipping to my own pool now.
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Very wise!
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Nah, not in that respect.
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👍😜
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Life’s lessons are often painfully embarrassing — not to mention that the mosquitoes would have a smorgasbord of sites to bite. I was afraid you were going to fit an alligator in there, too. And today there’s also Facebook — which we thankfully didn’t have to contend with in our teenage bloopers. 😉
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Oh groan. Didn’t think of that. May need to write a new ending.
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Lol 🤣”Nuded and deluded”. Loved it!
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Ha.
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What a fun post and vivid images! Thanks for making me smile.
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Ha…I’m almost wishing it had really happened. The nice thing about fiction and poetry is that you can make up memories!!
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Hah! Another of your funny poems with a great twist at the end!
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I guess we all have a need for humor at the present. I alternate between humor and scathing protests!!!
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Cool story, Judy.
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OMGoddess. You are the best. Your words recall memories of my own, silly skinny (I wish)
dipping (no, plunging) into the great universe of acceptance (sans humanoids).
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Now this requires more of an explanation, Dale. Are you talking about death? Volunteering at an animal shelter? Delving into the occult? Extreme prayer? Or something else?
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Made me smile and reminisce 😁
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About your sixties?? ;o)
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I no longer skinny dip Judy………I chunky dunk 😀 😀
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Ha!!!! Didn’t have a word for what I presently do but now I do. Water’s too cold tonight, but tomorrow night it will be all naturally hot mineral water. Ahhhh. Chunky dunking!!!
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Awesome!
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Ha. Wonder if that’s what the kids thought?
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