Tag: Maybe

Maybe, There Is Still Hope – Poetry Reading by Melissa R. Mendelson

Performed by Val Cole

Get to know the poet:

What is the theme of your poem?

Even when we are at our worst, there is still a splinter of hope.

What motivated you to write this poem?

We have been invaded with horrific news day after day, and in today’s world, there is a lot of fear and a lot of hate. And I fear that would kill humanity, but then natural disasters happen. And we move past all that monstrosity and remember the most important thing: To be human.

How long have you been writing poetry?

I started writing poetry in middle school and really got into it later in high school.

If you could have dinner with one person (dead or alive), who would that be?

Sam Waterston. Seems like an interesting guy, and he was great in The Newsroom.

What influenced you to submit to have your poetry performed by a professional actor?

Words carry weight, but when spoken, that weight resonates more.

Do you write other works? scripts? Short Stories? Etc..?

I have written numerous short stories over the years. A lot of my short stories have been published by various Ezines such as Gadfly Online and Antarctica Journal, and recently, I have self-published a few short stories on Amazon Kindle.

What is your passion in life?

Writing
 

****

Producer: Matthew Toffolo http://www.matthewtoffolo.com

Director: Kierston Drier
Casting Director: Sean Ballantyne
Editor: John Johnson

Camera Operator: Mary Cox

Read Poetry: Maybe, There Is Still Hope, by Melissa R. Mendelson

 
Do we still believe in miracles?
Do we still believe in ourselves,
that maybe we are meant
to do something than just live
an ordinary life,
and all the struggle that we have endured
was to lead us to that pivotal moment?
What if there was another 9/11?
What if there was another US Airways Flight 1549?
Would we be another Sully,
or would politics and race play a bitter card
in the division of our lives?
Would we watch the city burn
or listen to their screams die?
Would we say,
“They were not one of us?”
This was a fear that gripped me tight
as the news bled into the passing days,
but then Hurricane Harvey hit.
And despite all our differences,
all our hate,
a miracle happened.
We forgot the bullshit,
and heroes rose

to save lives.

* * *Watch Poetry performance readings:

Watch Poetry made into Movies: