2001: i cannot believe it
i just cannot
believe it...it
wasn't supposed
to happen...but
there it is...on
the t.v. set...
at first i thought
it was just a
movie...one of
those action flicks...
but this time the
explosions were
real...the horror
is real...awful
images brand
themselves into
my mind...i will
never sleep well
again...and i
can't believe the
twin towers were
attacked by planes...
the pentagon
was also hit...and
another plane
crashed short of its
target...this is
insane...it is hard
to fathom...i
can't believe it...
too many died...
innocents that
did nothing to
you...who should still
be here with us...
their families...
but you took them
from us and i
want to know why...
can't believe it...
someone's father...
someone's mother...
someone's brother...
someone's sister...
someone's children...
someone's friends and
co-workers...our
hero police and
firefighters...
missing...more than
likely dead...this
has touched us all...
buildings damaged...
buildings destroyed...
utter chaos...
devastation...
can't believe it...
i'll remember...
never forget...
2002: One World, One Minute
one world/one minute
all were affected by the events of that day
one world/one minute
excluded no one - the whole world watched in dismay
one world/one minute
we were forever united by tragedy
one world/one minute
affecting all nations, cultures...humanity
2003: Hear My Voice
i speak
for those who have no voice
i speak
for those who had no choice
i speak
for those who are not here
i speak
for those who cry the tears
i speak
for those whose loved ones died
i speak
for those buried inside
i speak
for the ones who were there
i speak
for those who still feel scared
i speak
so you will not forget
i speak
i
i
i remember it, yet
2004: Learning To Cope
i sit here, replaying it over
and over. i don't need the t.v.
to bring it all rushing back - once was
enough. it haunts my nights and lives in
my words, images and emotions
displayed. something i must write about ...
2005: I Still Fall
The sidewalks
rush up to meet me;
the sky
shimmers endless blue;
the canyons
echo with the names
as I fall
into rememberance...
and even
after all these years,
I still fall,
trying to forget.
2006: Nightmares, Revisited
Dark poems
interrupt the expanse
of blue skies;
falling like ashes, like
tears -
the beginning of pain.
Grey poems
are bruises of the heart,
deep seated
reminders of what we'd
give -
anything to forget.
White poems
interrupt the darkness
of slumber,
flitting overhead like
bats -
nightmares, revisited.
2007: Fear of Fallin'
... through air so cold,
so bit/ter it
heats on the way
d
o
w
n,
kept feet firmly
planted, r o o t e d
to solid ground.
K n e w where they were,
all times, all hours -
no surprises
to throw me off
the edge, screaming -
then came that day
in September:
not given a
choice: burn or jump.
Died, anyway:
man was not meant
to be a bird.
2008: Words Fail ...
Words fail ...
Images
burned
on
the
screens
of our eyes.
Memories
of
what
we
lost
linger.
Remember.
Words
fail
in
these
moments of ...
silence.
man was not meant
to be a bird.
2008: Words Fail ...
Words fail ...
Images
burned
on
the
screens
of our eyes.
Memories
of
what
we
lost
linger.
Remember.
Words
fail
in
these
moments of ...
silence.
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