A poem written when I finally came into the light, beyond the pain…
This one was actually published in the New Anthology of American Poetry, back in the 90s.
I love the rhymes and your word choice. Thunder and lightening come and go, love stays. :) My favourite lines would be
"Wild wind tears through the air again,
Whispers of the past on harsh winds blow" --I know this is not the heart of the piece, but it sits nicely on the tongue.. :)
You have left me speechless. This one is very elegant and unbelievably beautiful. I loved the way you linked thunder, lightning, dreams and future - pleasantly ingenious. My favorite lines : In each drop of rain broken dreams fall,
And shatter on the ground of a new dream's call.
The way you have written it is amazing. . Quite picturesque :)
I love the rhymes and your word choice. Thunder and lightening come and go, love stays. :) My favourite lines would be
"Wild wind tears through the air again,
Whispers of the past on harsh winds blow" --I know this is not the heart of the piece, but it sits nicely on the tongue.. :)
The last stanza, for me, which gives this poem, the emotional punch to the heart. Giving birth to hope and a future renewed, with love and a place of belonging. Thank you, Momzilla, for sharing this poem, with us.
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Thank you for searching my work to find this one buried so deep in my archive.
Thank you. I've always wanted to set this one to music. If I ever get a piano in my home, I might tr.. read moreThank you. I've always wanted to set this one to music. If I ever get a piano in my home, I might try to peck out a tune for it. Or, if my boy gets really good at guitar (he's taking lessons), maybe he'll set my words to music. He's already learning a piece of music I composed during my brief stint in music school (It was an unnamed piece that my son dubbed, "Her Sadness."
When he was a baby, it would make him cry. We were on a road trip once, and I was trying to get him to go to sleep. He kept playing and giggling and clapping. I'd run out of songs. I started singing that one.
Oh my! His little laughing face just crumbled, and he started sobbing. He was inconsolable! He did go to sleep after that.
Later, if I started humming it, he'd run off to my husband and tell him, "Mama is singing her sadness again."
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Thanks. I'll remember that. I have some old-school guitar buddies I hope will set "A Soldier's Hell".. read moreThanks. I'll remember that. I have some old-school guitar buddies I hope will set "A Soldier's Hell" to music for me, which I'd then like to post with the poem.
Thanks. I did try a few times to set it to music. It did rather trip out of my lyrically. But, I cou.. read moreThanks. I did try a few times to set it to music. It did rather trip out of my lyrically. But, I could never find the right pattern of notes to suit it. I'm better at setting my lullabies to music.
Thank you. It was the first of my poems I ever really shared. It was also a testament to the start o.. read moreThank you. It was the first of my poems I ever really shared. It was also a testament to the start of all my current joys.
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