Once Upon A Time Poem by Theresa Ann Moore
Once Upon A Time
Running in the sun with a terrier named Queenie
Gathering morels under a blossoming apple tree
Standing still as a stick hearing the hum of a bee
Many years ago, these were childhood images of me
Wadding in a rippling flow below the culvert-bridge
Scooping polliwogs, squatting low at stream’s edge
Freckle tiger lilies watching near the cresting ridge
A dragonfly glistened as it hovered, granting knowledge
Apple trees no longer blossom with the hum of the bee
Fruit trees are bulldozed down as young rabbits flee
Leveling an orchard to build upon… land naked of trees
A habitat for new dwellers in prefab houses with TVs
The Disney Channel is where young children now explore
Mesmerized with fingers clicking on a computer keyboard
Contained in a sterile domain, bolted behind a solid door
I see the changes as time advances; I am a child no more
1/27/08
In so much more vibrant detail you have captured what I was attempting in my 'Sense of Smell' and 'Spent My Youth in an Alley.' You have added answers to the question of where have all those kids gone who used to play safely outside; digging in the dirt and making up their own games. Some are also being carted by parents from one 'playdate' to another. The girls seem anxious to get back to their Barbie ipods loaded with Hana Montana, and the boys back to their controlers for their video games. Tom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 1:29:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A nostalgic poem that isn't over-sentimental - I completely share your point of view.