Wednesday, May 4, 2011

A sweet poem - Santa Rosalia - By Jack Patrick Finnerty

For school yesterday, Jack was instructed to write a poem using similes, and metaphors. Here is what he wrote:

I am in Mexico on my boat Santosha
The sky is as gray as ash in a fireplace
The wind groans like an angry monkey
The gypsum dust is like a new piece of dry wall covering our boat
The buildings are as old as rain water from the prehistoric age
The fender is smashed like a pancake against the dock
The old mines are as abandoned as the buildings around it
The Pelicans are fishing like men in a panga
And I am like a poet writing a poem

Thank you Jack, for making me laugh every day.

P.S. The winds have stopped and we are on our way to play in the beautiful sea again!


  1. Nice poem, Jack, he makes me laugh too ~ think he got the whole simile and metaphor thing down pat, Mom!! lol!!

    Hanging out with Monica, Jessica, and others as we descend on Conejo Valley Days tomorrow night. First celebrating Cinco de Mayo with dinner/drinks and then off to the fair to listen to Bella Donna, the Stevie Nicks tribute band - gonna be a blast!!! Wish u were here to dance and sing and pretend to be a carnie!!

    Happy Mother's Day!!!

    xoxo Lara

  2. I remember when I downloaded the hi res shot of your son several years ago. I sharpened it the picture and displayed your son life size on my monitor. I couldn't get over how beautiful he looks and I fell totally in love with this pictures. When I admire him he looks so real like he is right in front of me. I can see the texture of his skin and the fine hairs and he looks so beautiful it takes my breath away. I remember the first time I leaned close to him. I leaned so close my lips were touching his lips. Shivers ran up and down my spine. I finally kissed him on his mouth and lips. The closeness and intimacy were exhilarating. When I pulled my mouth and lips from his and saw that gorgeous, good looking pretty face of his I wanted to kiss him even more. I leaned very close to him and started kissing his mouth and lips as intimately as I could enjoying every second. Fast forward. I have this picture posted life size in my room in a large digital picture frame and each evening when I come home from work I rush to my room so I can feast my eyes on that beautiful face and spend some intimate quiet time kissing him intimately while I change. Late in the evening when I turn down the lights for bed it is very romantic to have him present. The quiet time, the kissing, his beauty is just wonderful. He is a gorgeous boy and a real pleasure to have around.