Open Air

Author’s note: This poem is about how life can get very hard at times, but you have to always remember the good times you’ve had and learn to let go and enjoy the moment. I chose this topic because it seems like a lot lately, my life has been very hectic. The poem is formed after Edgar Allan Poe’s “Annabel Lee” . The first poem is "Annabel Lee" and the second is my poem, "Open Air". I mostly tried to copy the repetition and rhyming patterns.

Annabel Lee

It was many and many a year ago,
   In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
   By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
   Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
   In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love--
   I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
   Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
   In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
   My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
   And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulcher
   In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
   Went envying her and me--
Yes!--that was the reason (as all men know,
   In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
   Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
   Of those who were older than we--
   Of many far wiser than we--
And neither the angels in heaven above,
   Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
   Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
   Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
   Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling--my darling--my life and my bride,
   In her sepulcher there by the sea,
   In her tomb by the sounding sea.

 Open Air

In times like these,

When life never seems fair,

I like to appreciate

moments in the open air.

And I feel as if

Success in this world is rare.

When I mess up,

And life doesn’t seem fair,

I want to remember

Moments in the open air

And I just let go

Of the reputation that I wear.

On those dark, lonely days,

The times life isn't fair,

I' ll do my best to hold onto

Those moments in the open air

Even when all the people around me,

Don’t have the time to care.

So I'll feel the wind on my back

Enjoy moments in the open air

I'll feel the sun shining on my skin

And savor the open air.

I will love the life I am living

Through all the pain it's giving

Even if life never seems  fair;

Life isn't worth living if its all fair.