Wednesday, September 26, 2007

After Watching Peter Pan Again

I return to my room with tears in my eyes.
When I was little, this was pure adventure.
Now
I stare out the open window
and begin to imagine.
The unreasonable part of me-
the part that
once upon a time
let me be a princess,
let me sail with pirates,
the part that believes good
always
triumphs over evil-
hopes that Pan himself
will come swooping to my window
and take me away,
take me,
so I will never, ever become a grown-up.

But the reasonable part of me-
the part that concedes
it's just a movie,
that shouts everyone must grow up,
the part that helps me with math-
that side states in a calm voice:
You need to get over it.

Tonight I ignore the voice of reason.
I continue to gaze out my window.
Warm summer air drifts in.
I can smell the night on it
and the subtle scent of fresh cut grass.
Thin clouds stretch over stars,
ghostly and pale.
I strain my neck till I'm dangling out the window,
searching for some sign of a flying boy.
Of course, there is none,
just as there never was.

Still, I stay like this
until my mother yells to me to get ready for bed.
I replace the screen,
step away,
and, earthbound,
move on.

-Marley Witham

21 comments:

Anonymous said...

I think this greatly discribes the feeling I get while reading my books, there's always a large part of me that believes or wishes it was real.

Anonymous said...

This poem is very deep. It is interesting and expressive. There was good imagery in this poem, it almost felt as if you were there too. You could feel how the person felt and you could relate to it. This poem descibes how children may feel sad about growing up and learning that there fantasy's might not come true.

RobinS.
L.F.P.S.

Anonymous said...

When i read this poem i can see the girl, whiping away her tears and dreaming of a day where Peter Pan really would come to her window and take her away so that she never has to grow up. Remenising when she really did believe there was a boy who could take all her troubles away to neverland. And her pushing the thoughts of reality to the back of her mind just for one night.

Amy C.
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

This poem makes you think, it really does. Personaly, im never going to grow up, and when it said "It's just a movie, we all must grow up" or something.. I didn't agree. It's not just a movie, it's a chance for a child to dream, and imagen the wounderful things such as flying and being a princess. You don't need to grow up, you can always be a kid on the inside. Sure, you may look older, or have more responsibilities than a child, but that doesn't mean you have to grow up completly. I believe that there's always going to be a kid inside of you, and if people are anything like me they're always going to let it show. I really liked this poem thought because it made me think that yes, you can always be a kid if you want to. It's not all fake, not unless you make it fake. I think you can always be a kid, for as long as you want to.. just believe.

Torie S.
L.F.P.S.

Anonymous said...

The poem "After watching Deter Pan Again" is a hard felling poem because when she is done watching the movie Peter Pan she was Up-get Mabey the movie Made her think of a unhappy thought. like a time when she watch the Movie with her family that passed away it could be eny thing. I liked the poem Mabey you did to.

Tiffany D.
k. P. Manson public School

Anonymous said...

This poem was very expresive. It really portrayed what this girl was feeling about growing up and fantasy lands becaoming less real. I think everyone can relate to this poem as for it is somthing I think everyone feels growing up.

Hillary McG
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

This poem made me feel as if I had been rewinded back to the time, when I myself, was just a little girl. I could really picture myself waiting for him-Peter Pan-and staring up into the endless sky, searching for the right star. The star to Neverland. But now that I'm a little more grown up, I realize that this dream will never come true. In my dreams maybe, but in reality? I think not.

Noorie P.C.~
L.F.P.S.

Anonymous said...

I enjoyed this poem because it gave me vivid mental pictures inside my head. It made me think of all the times I wished I could just stay like this forever, and not have to worry about certain things. I think that even though the girl (or anyone) couldn't go to never land or see peter pan, we can still dream of miracles happening even though they sound. imposible.

MargoH.
L.F.P.S.

Anonymous said...

I think the poet of this poem had a very great undersanding that everyone wishes they could or dreams about fall into their favorite book, movie or story. Some of us more than others, but we all want just for a time to slip into someone else's life, someone else's world. We all want it, but it will never happen.

Laura F.
L.F.P.S.

Anonymous said...

This poem is really imaginative. I like like this, because I myself have seen the movie Peter Pan. The majority of people in the world say "when I was a little girl, I imagined that Peter Pan would fly to my window,me too."

Yaromi N.
L.F.P.S.

Anonymous said...

Iike the message of this peom, but the poem itself isn't my favourite. It doesn't bring out any emothion for me, but i understand what the poet is trying to communicate to us. I remember when we were little, thinking that a prince would come and take us away. But i think that even though we are getting older it doesn't mean that we can't still beleive in the fairytales that keep our childhood alive.

Anonymous said...

This poem is just like the movie Peter Pan. This poem talks about a girl in a dream without having to worry about growing up.




Holly D.
KPM

Anonymous said...

This is a good poem. This poem reminds me of evry body and this is because there is a little kid in isde of evry one and dosn't whant to let go. This poem is very hart warming and there is a good back ground to it. I think the background to this story is that evry body desn't whant to do somthing but in the end it turns out that they usaly like it and the person how wrote this shouldn't stop writing

Anonymous said...

this reminds of how when I was little. I wanttted to now the truth about the toothfairy and sanata. Was he real i asked my mom. I saiid TELL ME! she said no. there was a part of me that didn't want me to grow up!I wanted to stay beliving. for some reason it felt like my childhood was leaving me. The same thing happend when my dog bit a whole in my teady bear. I got it fix, butI stood there almost in tears because my childhood was leaving and i wanted it to stay forever. but i've come to realise that you can't be a kid for ever.

~$helby.h~

Anonymous said...

This poem reminds me of the summers day in my bed room thinking of all the glourous things that could happen next! Like watching "Peter Pan" and wishing I could fly or what would happen if I had to fight in a battle with big thithy pirates and just be a kid forever! But then I think of the future and how it would affect me. Like if I were still younger I would have all the things I have lost in my life. But I have always wanted to be 16 and drive a car and have kids and there would be no one to tell me what to do. Somedays I want to be older but that means I will those all those years of just bearly passing a test or being a speaker in front of the whole school! Things like that are pure and you need to embrace them but if you were the same age forever you wouldn't have thoughs privaliges and you would miss out in things that are so much FUN!
Thanks It was a great poem!!

Anonymous said...

this poem is totaly expresive. J.D.Hodgson E.S

Anonymous said...

that wus so mesd up. A N JDH

Anonymous said...

This poem for me shows the trouble that we may feel when we are at the time that we have to grow up and allow ourselves to forget these childish dreams and how we always will have these memories with us.

Elizabeth McC.

K.P.M.

Anonymous said...

For me this poem shows that we can have dreams and thoughts about "Fictional people", and it doesn't matter what you think. But no matter how old you get, you can always belive.

Maire A.

K.P.Manson

Anonymous said...

Kayliegh W. K.P.Manson
this poem is very much like peter pan except it's different cause in peter pan actually comes to get the person thats looking out of the window

Anonymous said...

this poem says to me no matter how much you want to be a kid and stay the same you have to grow up and live with the changes of life


Andrew C
K.P.M