Thursday, December 13, 2012

Wilhelmina find William


Prologue
In this series of limerick poems, I look through the stages of Wilhelmina’s life up to the point where a mysterious man consummates his love with another woman. I especially found where Wilhelmina acquiesces that she favors to be called William very interesting.  From that hint, I postulated that Wilhelmina was ‘by fate’ to be a man disguised in a body of woman and that William was her other half. I believe this is why she risked to go to battlefields and serve like other male combatants. Wilhelmina also tells that she was more drawn to male counterparts than being feminine and follow society’s image of woman. The last journey to the island I concentrate on how the island seems familiar to her, which indicates that this is the place where she finds her other-self. In the end, I think it was her faith to find William but cost her life.     

Wilhelmina finds William

To a woman who dared, risked, struggled self:
In search of other-half;
If only Wilhelmina had found William before too long,
 Wilhelmina done no wrong
Except for admitting and being herself

Still in the midst of prejudice and deriding
Sickened of distasteful, of doubtful feeling
Wilhelmina “must continue blaze a lone trail danger;
Through and by the difficulties of her nature” (Hall, 241)
Wilhelmina, Wilhelmina why so trying?

Thou can enjoy life as much as Sarah and Fanny
Full of enjoy and delight as like shining sunny
But Either Sarah or Fanny cant
 What you want is different what they want;
Becoming a man with strength others find funny   

Tired with all these, to journeys
To William Wilhelmina departs
As Far as eyes could see,
As high as sun hold thee
To William Wilhelmina departs

Away Away Wilhelmina into the fears;
Valor succumbed to bloody shells
With Her stout feet within trenches
Wilhelmina vehemently searches,
Underneath unrelenting throbs

Shells flying over shaken grounds
Brought upon fire she lives;
Embraced by her great sense of keen,
 As a new character of man seen
William fights on and survives

So body and her hair wanes,
Her soul ever brighter burns.
Can she forget the spirit breathing
Within her mind and body dying?
From ashes arise new desires

Seen once her desires once heard in a strange place,
Deep within her own abated face
She is in need of escape again
Till time will help her regain
So she follows a lonely trace

An island standing against the tides of waves;
Surrounded by tranquility of nature gazes
At her with utmost serenity and security
Is this what she has been missing?: a unity,
  Of desolation and sentiment she craves

Odd unknown distant to her memories  
Engulf her with akin sense of stories
She may or rather have already been this island.
  Nothing more familiar than facade of the island,
Like Her dreams, her fear and hopes

In the vast reflection of sun against ocean
She lays unconsciously into deep sleep motion
A man, an energetic and stout man watching
As she hurls rocks into abyss falling
He that stands beside her with emotion

His presence with his mysterious mate
  Soon make unexpected love await
Before the eyes of beholder, a man
Inside of the love with a woman
  Wilhelmina finds William by turn of fate   

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