Just dropping in to say I've really been enjoying these poems from a historical perspective! They're so beautiful and relateable despite being from the perspective of people living through a different time, and I love how this allows you to keep to a theme yet write poems on a variety of subjects.
There is a period After monumentous times in life (both good and bad) where everything seems to move in limbo And nothing seems quite real.
The sky is clouded over and the silence seems all consuming.
My last day at the hospital was yesterday. I will miss the soldiers and the stories they told of their families and their loves and the day the’d soon come home.
All our dreams can come true — if we have the courage to pursue them. -- Walt Disney
It seems as though no matter what humans always dream of before and I have never done the best with change.
But all I can think about now is to not get sick. Walter survived the war only to succumb to this and it was the same with George and John and Harry and probably countless others I do not know.
Mother’s sick now too and I don’t know where to go or if this is really living.
The streets are like a ghost town barren silent dead
I miss what things were like before and everything we took for granted.
All our dreams can come true — if we have the courage to pursue them. -- Walt Disney
The journey to the edge has been long and tired and of late I’ve wondered why I ever thought it was a good idea while I was carrying my son.
The pale-skinned men do not speak of families and yet I wonder if there is anyone they love anyone to return to and relay our grand adventure.
They will be famous, certainly and will return to their leaders and their president will speak of them as heroes but what I wonder is If they have anyone they love anyone that would let them go on such a journey.
And what of me when this is over? We will survive for it is the duty that I swore to And we won’t go back until we reach the edge. I want to, for my son, and so that we may all have a better life.
All our dreams can come true — if we have the courage to pursue them. -- Walt Disney
The taste of an over easy egg in my mouth this morning Is the first thing that I have a sense of. Coffee calms the richness in my mouth As does the dryness of the wheat toast I’ve placed the egg upon.
I’ve been making breakfast this way Since I watched a girl on YouTube make believe she was in the 1960s for the sake of showing how people used to wake up in the morning.
In many ways I am a woman of my time my life a dependency on these machines but then I listen to a Beatles song and think maybe the world did me wrong by putting me here and now.
All our dreams can come true — if we have the courage to pursue them. -- Walt Disney
There comes a time in every woman’s life when they meet someone and they fall in love. Love these days seems to only lead to strife. From our first day, you fit me like a glove.
It was the dawn of a new day for France when I saw you lit by the candlelight. You looked at me and asked me for a dance and your soft blue eyes seemed so very right.
You said I’d never have to work again and I thought I was your one and only. I didn’t think you were like other men. Now your daughter and I are so lonely.
I am stuck at a crossroads, don’t you see Wondering what sort of mother to be.
All our dreams can come true — if we have the courage to pursue them. -- Walt Disney
The air was warm and still that summer night. The radio played Fly Me To The Moon as you and I watched under the starlight.
Constant loneliness made my chest feel tight scarcely a year before you made me swoon. The air was warm and still that summer night.
Once I kissed you, everything felt right. I wondered if Neil Armstrong hummed a tune as you and I watched under the starlight.
When I was young, I used to fly a kite I never thought that astronauts would come so soon. The air was warm and still that summer night.
That morning in July, the sun was bright. We were unsure as recently as June as you and I watched under the starlight.
Think of all the stories we all write; Millions like us, watching since afternoon. The air was warm and still that summer night. As you and I watched underneath the starlight.
All our dreams can come true — if we have the courage to pursue them. -- Walt Disney
I really liked the last poem Elinor, I think it's one of my favorites of your's (I've been reading along, though haven't had a chance to comment yet, I really like the theme you've got because I think it brings an extra level of depth to your poetry, especially the little historical nuggets you're able to work in). I especially liked the first poem in your thread with Lincoln, and "Halfway".
This poem has pretty good flow, the rhymes don't sound forced (sometimes villanelles end up having a few struggle lines at the end in my experience) I think it feels warm and kind of whimsical, the mood is like comfortable-love. I'm really curious about what the line "we were unsure as recently as June" is referencing, but I like the whole idea of watching the first astronauts and that just being totally new, and yet here we still are on earth. Looking forward to the rest of your poems!
you should know i am a time traveler & there is no season as achingly temporary as now
It is nearly midnight on this vessel and I haven’t slept a wink. We are days from New York Harbor now and I haven’t given much thought to what I will do once I am there. I am alone; Mother spent the last of her money to buy me a one way ticket. She thought I still had a chance.
It’s been wonderful so far, as it’s not every day one gets to travel on the grandest ship in the world— even in third class.
But wait, something is wrong. I do not hear the engines anymore.
The next two hours are something I wish to keep for myself. I somehow made it on a boat in the bitter cold And I did not look back At the ship that had carried me so far. Not everyone was so lucky.
All I know is that when we got to to New York And I saw the statue I’d spent so long dreaming about I finally started crying Because there were so many non that ship like me who will never get to see it.
I can’t let them have died for nothing.
All our dreams can come true — if we have the courage to pursue them. -- Walt Disney
Ten years ago I used to listen to Lesley Gore sing about the only thing that mattered to my thirteen year old self. Connie Francis too would tell me when I got to be a certain age Boys would want me too. It seems these days It was all a lie. I wish I could go back to being thirteen To feel that innocence and hope again.
All our dreams can come true — if we have the courage to pursue them. -- Walt Disney
Looking forward to the rest of your poems!
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