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A poem about Abraham Lincolns death

O Captain! My Captain!

O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;  
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;  
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,  
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:  
    But O heart! heart! heart!          
      O the bleeding drops of red,  
        Where on the deck my Captain lies,  
          Fallen cold and dead.  
  


O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;  
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;    
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;  
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;  
    Here Captain! dear father!  
      This arm beneath your head;  
        It is some dream that on the deck,  
          You’ve fallen cold and dead.  
  


My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;  
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;  
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;  
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;    
    Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!  
      But I, with mournful tread,  
        Walk the deck my Captain lies,  
          Fallen cold and dead.

Walt Whitman

Oh Captain, Oh Captain!

In my youth I was a DJ in Denmark.
My agent called and said that there was a Danish band releasing a record on the back of the first Star Trek movie, and they wanted an English speaking person to do some voice-overs.
So I was sent along.
It turned out that they wanted me to pretend to be Lieutenant Ahura.
I tried to point out she was a black American with a rich voice, and I was a squeeky English voiced person, but it didn't matter.
At least I was not speaking with a Danish accent.

So I did this vocal stuff...........then on the 'B' side of the record, the story line was that Lieutenant Ahura was stuck in a lift with with Captain Kirk.
I had to say in a husky voice ....Oh Captain......Oooooh Captain!

Well I think the record went to number one. (Not a big feat in Denmark)
One of the reasons might have been the number of copies bought by my agent, whom I unfortunately made the mistake of marrying.

After that when he and I were both trying to be wonderful, charming witnesses, having elders and their wives round, servants and their serviettes, entertaining them at delightful soirees, my husband who insisted on putting on a little light music, would during the evening slip in the B side of 'Oh Captain, Ooooh Captain!'

I don't know how many copies I destroyed,

but I understand, even now, there are witnesses out there trawling yard sales looking for this priceless gem.

Vicklet Ahura

Being that I'm a confirmed Trekie........I'm hopelessly in love with you now!:excited::hyper:

    Beam me up Scottie!

Babylon 5 is the best TV space series in my opinion. I like the old Star Treks because they are funny the new ones I never got into.

I am really bad with poetry.

'Oh Captain, my Captain'......W.W.
Great lines, well used in Dead Poet's Society.
Love the film!

Love vicklet