Little City
Dad ‘s car sat in driveway in 1957; thereabouts
Young 10 year old, anxious youth, awaits a trip
Kind of like a Disneyland American adventure
But onto The Hague “Little City” peradventure.
Venture forth the frolic anticipation pure excitement
David the Young one, upon this Heemstede driveway
As a car pulls up, with family friends from America
Dad comes out to say, there was a change in plans.
Bubble burst long ago, but still haunts this Young Senior
What if, WHAT IF: voyage to The Hague - had been taken
To the “Little City” that has held youth captive - 60 years
As dye bark, rings around thy tree, that stains on girth age.
Wilt that Young youth, ever reach - Netherland’s “Little City”
Alas, its across pond, beside reclaimed Zuyder Zee landscape
That was flooded during WWII, being reclaimed again in 1957
But youth’s see-shore ebbs; then wanes - the ‘Wake’ of Time.
The real name dew escapes ad-mists rhyme and reason ventured
Madurodam was opened in 1952, and it was 5 in 1957, as I was 10
Quarter size model, is now 68, as this Young Poet celebrates 73.
This “Little City ,“shall grow forevermore, as thee poet wanders about
That César Francklaan 8 Heemstede drive, tide of nevermore Zuyder Zee.
HeArtMosphere Poet
Little City
Dad ‘s car sat
in driveway in 1957;
thereabouts
Young 10 year old
anxious youth
awaits a trip
Kind of like a
Disneyland American adventure
But onto The Hague “Little City”
peradventure.
Venture forth
the frolic anticipation
pure excitement
David the Young one
upon this Heemstede driveway
As a car pulls up
with family friends
from America
Dad comes out to say
there was a change in plans.
Bubble burst long ago
but still haunts
this Young Senior
What if
WHAT IF:
voyage to The Hague -
had been taken
To the “Little City”
that has held youth captive -
60 years
As dye bark
rings around thy tree
that stains on girth age.
Wilt that Young youth
ever reach -
Netherland’s “Little City”
Alas
its across pond
beside reclaimed Zuyder Zee
landscape
That was flooded
during WWII
being reclaimed again in 1957
But youth’s see-shore ebbs;
then wanes -
the ‘Wake’ of Time.
The real name
dew escapes ad-mists
rhyme and reason ventured
Madurodam
was opened in 1952
and it was 5 in 1957
as I was 10
Quarter size model
is now 68
as this Young Poet
celebrates 73.
This “Little City, “
shall grow forevermore
as thee poet wanders about
That César Francklaan 8
Heemstede drive
tide of nevermore Zuyder Zee.
HeArtMosphere Poet
Your poem seems to relate that you were on a journey to the United States, never to return. Your father's change of plans. I will never forget, in 1967, when I went on a lonely singles trip with no date to ski at Heavenly Valley overlooking Lake Tahoe, when a Dutchman who was an excellent skier shared a room with me in a motel and then tended to me when I fell many times on intermediate slopes and prevented him from going to his beloved advanced slopes where I surely would have been killed trying to ski without poles and the ability to slalom to slow down.
Ron
Love ya!
Jane
My childhood's house had been torn down and the street is now a commercial area. It is totally unrecognizable now compared to the big house we had on that terrace.
Stay safe and healthy.
Sandie
Enjoyed the read. House is a beauty !
So, 63 years ago, you lived there.
If I ever hit the Lottery would love to travel to so many places.
Other than a trip to Niagara Falls & Toronto around 1986 or 1987
and 1 cruise to the Caribbean & Nassau in Jan. 2011, never any
major trips to foreign soil.
Stay Safe ! Stay Well ! Tom. ✌🏼