This was originally for a fanfiction One-shot competition, the theme was'Living the dream'.
I used this for the intro to my pearl harbor fic that i posted on my myspace,
feedback would be nice, tell me how i can improve?
Also, i now that towards the end it stops rhyming, sorry about that :)
The Ghost Of You; Poem
Mom has the door open and waiting,
and she rocks in her chair panting and pacing.
"Wont be long" she always says,
but she's probably wrong,
Dad's already dead.
He was the first Jonas to go.
He was a pilot when he met mom,
and a pilot still, as my hero.
She kisses his picture that lays by her bed,
looking up to the celing, tears on her head.
They roll down her face, but they roll backwards you see?
Like when your upside down, defying time, defying history.
She pretends he's not gone.
But we all know it's true.
Kevin taught me that sometimes you just have to,
you have to carry on like something hasn't happend
and carry on with your life, in his case, get marred.
Kevin is a husband, with a son and two daughters.
He's a lutenant in the army, he's friends with the corprals.
They have each others back, thats what he always says
when he writes home to us on weekends,
but they get here on weekdays.
The letters get checked over, didnt you know?
Mom thinks its rude,
but she doesnt mind if there slow.
She runs to the post each morning at nine,
rips open the mail then sulks back inside.
It's 9 hundred hours, my brother Joseph taught me that.
He's a pilot too with a mega cool hat.
He wears it to be cool, and chat up all the girls,
they think he looks 'buff' because he's a solider,
they say that he's 'tough'.
He says his plane is great, but he wont ever let me see.
He gets to fly high, higher than the trees.
Thats what i want to do.
They live out my dream, and all the boys have had their own chance,
so when will it be me?
Nick's in the navy, i guess thats also cool.
They all have a job but not me, i'm stuck at school.
I remeber when it was the old days, and we'd all put on shows.
Nick on mom's piano, and Kevin on dad's banjo.
Joseph, he would sing, he still does at times.
But he sings for himself, and keeps things locked up inside.
"The sights i've seen..." He carrys on, but he's not singing this time.
He's saying it to mom.
He makes her believe that dad's dead afterall.
He did help carry the coffin, i stood and watched it all.
He was up by the head, as he carried dad in.
With Kevin helping too, nick chipped in.
I just stood like a baby, clutching tight on to my aunt,
as she cried into her tissue, blabbing like a seal,
and i looked around with nothing i could do,
except stand and look down at the dirt on my shoe.
I felt like something stupid,
something evil and unwanted.
I felt like an animal, not a seal like aunt nora, but a slimy old eel.
The eel's on the beach that no body wants,
and they kick them away after a good few shots.
And talking of shots Kevin is dead.
He's now up in heaven, on that star next to dad.
Nick's been sent home, and Joe just never left.
"We can't have another boy lost in this mess."
As this is the first thing i've ever posted on here, i'd really really like to know what people thought of it. Thanks Becky x