In one corner of your room
you’d hung a faded photograph
of Charles Lindbergh and his plane
in sepia
covering
a lighter-colored square of wall
exactly the same size.
He looked so dashing
with his scarf and smile
but his eyes were dark and sad
(like yours)
beneath his aviator’s cap
and it was signed,
“To Mildred.”
Why did you hang it?
Did you dream of flight
as you plowed the land
on your John Deere?
By the time I thought to ask
about the picture’s story
you’d already flown too far ahead
for me to hear your voice
above the wind.
Categories:
lindbergh, farm, flying, grandmother, loss,
Form: Free verse
I am the roaring twenties
And the cotton club.
I am Al Capone and his
Thugs.
I am the rise of Joseph
Stalin.
I am the age of science
And penicillin.
I am Walt Disney and
Mickey Mouse.
I am electricity in
My house.
I am the stock market
Crash.
I am the first Academy
Award bash.
I am Miss America pageant
The first time.
I am Valentino dies reads
The headlines.
I am the great depression
Sweeps the land.
I am Lindbergh on north
Atlantic flight plan.
I am Betty Crocker and
Wonder bread.
I am the great migration
Watch me spread.
I am speakeasies and Gerber
Baby food.
I am the age of Jazz puts
You in the mood.
I am the woman's right to
Vote ,19th amendment.
I am seven-up, Coca cola's
First resentment.
Turbo1904
Categories:
lindbergh, history,
Form: Rhyme
Their love was divided
many times over
it stood the test of time
as they enlarged it
Never diminishing it grew
encompassing family
including friends
in their magic circle
No matter what life threw
their love grew
meeting adversity head on
and laughing in its face
The more they loved
the more it grew
an endless love
undiminished by time
I used quote 17
“Only love can be divided endlessly and still not diminish.”
- Anne Morrow Lindbergh
written 12/08/2013
contest: Relate your poem to one of these Quotes
Categories:
lindbergh, love,
Form: Verse
When Socretes, Plato and Aristotle teamed,
the line between the will to learn married the will to teach.
When Raphael, Leonardo, and Michael lived at Belvedere,
Art would see her form take shape and pave the way for years.
When Beethoven met Mozart on one Vienna spring,
the voice of God was heard through horizontally laid strings.
When Newton, Halley and Hooke looked through the glass and sky,
the universe shed her secrets to be more then meets the eye.
When Thomas, John and Ben picked up the pen to write,
an eagle spread its wings and from an olive branch took flight.
When Samuel Langhorne Clemens met Harriet Beecher Stowe,
the times of change were laid in names from characters' footholds.
When Roosevelt, Stalin and Churchill assumed command,
fear and hatred would not be sated on another land.
When Lindbergh and Goddard pushed to see their common goal,
man was ready here and now to soar towards heaven's soul.
Categories:
lindbergh, education, history, hope, imagination,
Form: Carpe Diem