Thursday, September 11, 2008

September 11

it snowed paper
it rained blood and tears
it ushered in a united pain
then we heard screaming
and our songs
we saw flags
and an altered skyline
we inhaled dust and fear
we touched a future
veiled in smoke and war
we loved our freedom and comfort
we saw it collapse before
our eyes
at

4 comments:

  1. Ruth Hull ChatlienSeptember 11, 2008 at 6:34 PM

    Oh this is good, Diane. It has a deceptive simplicity, and yet it captures so much. Did you write this recently or closer to the event?

    If you have a second, you might want to check out this poem at Quaker Dave's. If you haven't visited his blog before, I think you would like it.

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  2. FranSeptember 11, 2008 at 8:34 PM

    Oh Diane- this is really good, it truly touches me.

    Thank you - thank you.

    While not at Ground Zero, I was in Manhattan that day.

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  3. The Real Mother HenSeptember 11, 2008 at 11:41 PM

    I feel the pain in that well written poem.

    Thanks for sharing it.

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  4. LiquidSeptember 12, 2008 at 4:35 PM

    These words touch my very soul and take me back to that day, I was no where near, except in prayer and horror.

    Beautifully felt and writtten!

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