i didn’t always know
that life would be
ok
i was never sure
who would be there
but
my understanding of the
workings of the world
would
arrive some day i
guessed a lot at
seven
so i watched the
war planes fly fast
t.v.
kept my heart curious
about how life could
have
been but didn’t quite
happen that way for
me
but i have ten
fingers and ten toes
i
can still walk and
talk although nonsense it
may
be and i can
laugh and sing off
key
and i can find
those old reels of
the
blitzkriegs and still feel
the sadness for the
world
my head those clouds
i somehow knew well
just
a child i was
lost in the luftwaffe
of
life’s adults who were
possibly less well equipped
than
me a little kid
mastering the power to
heal
words less spoken 
Love it. Well conceived.
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thank you Poet 🙂
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That’s an AMAZING photo! and poem well penned 💜
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hi Jen!!! thank you i went on a work related trip not sure where we were but we flew from Milwaukee to Phoenix when i took these pics glad to be home though ❤
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You were on a plane when you took it? Glad you’re home safely :)💜
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yes after starting the week riding two planes and ending the week the same way i was more numb than anything lol did a lot of thinking in the sky though and got to watch Aladdin lol
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LOL Did you imagine being on a flying carpet? 😊 I loved the couple of flights I’ve taken.
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lol not really it was very off putting when the first flight was delayed because they had to do “repairs” on the plane i was like WTF???!!!
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😂 sorry! Not funny I know but………
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lol lol
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🙂
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I wanna see more than your eye , Pleeeese 🙂
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Very interesting poem on…… your German heritage? We can never leave up to TV or Hollywood images.
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When I was an elementary school-age child I used to watch a lot of PBS channels one of the documentaries that has really stuck with me are the ones pertaining to World War II as I got older and started to study world history I started to make a lot of connections and understanding World War II and Germany’s role in it but I write about how these documentaries or TV were a soothing coping mechanism for what might have been going on in my home when I was a young kid in terms of Hollywood and exposing young minds and young children to TV I certainly agree that there should be a limitation and that adults should explain to Children the difference between reality and movies Etc this piece speaks more to my inner understanding as an older adult of how I gained resiliency as a young child as opposed to the adults around me and in my life I’m not sure that makes too much sense LOL thanks for reading Len I always enjoy reading your thoughts on my work I hope you keep reading
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Wonderful poem my friend. Sorry you had to suffer through the delays. That’s on eof the reasons I don’t fly anymore. I’m much to impatient in my old age.I love looking at clouds though. I wonder who else sees the old man with the beard in one of the clouds. Ok, I’ll stop rambling now and just say…well done.
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Did you see that too OMG hes in the middle right? Lol
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Yes, looks like he’s laying down just enjoying the ride.
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I love this poem a lot. A lot of memories good and bad within our childhood.
I remember watching a lot of World War 11 documentaries at the time. Something about those documentaries that spark drama at home or just the sense of it all.
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Great pic, from a wonderful poet 💛
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very humbled thank you friend 🙂
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Wow, beautiful verses. So much truth in your words.
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Thank you friend 🙂
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Those last three lines though! Beautiful, Marisela! ❤
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Thank you Susi!! Xoxo
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You’re welcome! 🙂
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