Martina E. Elenbaas
Biography of Martina E. Elenbaas
I was a child during WWII and it had a lot of impact on my life. I immigrated to the United States in 1955 and we were
the last group of people who came by boat, it took 11 days.It was December and horrible weather on the seas.
We had three sons. Divorced in 1981. Met a nice guy after that and have been living with him for 10 years or so, after living on my own for 18 years. I published a book of
poetry the first month of 2005. I have a website you can visit where you can read about my book. It is called:
Family and other Strangers'. You can read some of my poetry
on my website, www.Poetrymart.com. Send me a message on my
e-mail firstname.lastname@example.org. Thanks! Buy the book! It's only
$22.95 and was published by AuthorHouse. com.
Martina E. Elenbaas's Works:
'Family and other Strangers'
Martina E. Elenbaas Poems
Graveyard In The Snow
Today, I cannot find your grave, because the stone with your name is set in the earth, down, where it is not in the way,
Tonight The Moon
Tonight the moon hangs in the weeping willow, a silver ornament, in golden branches.
Song Of My Heart
My heart moves and wind moves the banners of my heart. If your lips have not forgotten me, know this:
Beached Whale On The Indian Reservation
That hot afternoon in Autumn she came, as if gliding in on the yielding waters. She lay, mirrored
This poem is dedicated to all the men, women and children who have been tortured and murdered and lost. People call them 'The Disappeared.' All over the world
Boy At The Orphanage
Scent of toothpaste and cigar, he could not go to sleep, waiting, fearing hoping, that maybe tonight
Oh, there is voodoo in your words, and your wrists tell jingle-jangle of blue-green bangles, turqoise and silver
Song Of My Heart
My heart moves and
wind moves the banners of my heart.
If your lips have not forgotten me,
The sweetness of your breath,
cinnamon and oleander scents,
moves my winged heart.
Ah, the memories