.9/11 ~ A Country Grounded Poem by Debora Short
.9/11 ~ A Country Grounded
Quiet
The Quiet
So hauntingly, quiet
An unnerving quiet
No contrails weaving
Ribbons through laced
Gentle skirts of
Those once sweet clouds
Quiet
The Quiet
So hauntingly, quiet
An unnerving quiet
Beginning sunny
Ending stained
In horror’s fear
Ashes blot on sun
Quiet
The Quiet
So hauntingly, quiet
An unnerving quiet
Tears reign
A nation’s knees
In prayers
Sent rising up
Quiet
The Quiet
So hauntingly, quiet
An unnerving quiet
A reverence
Unfolds throughout
This land of love
Such powerful hearts
Quiet
The Quiet
So hauntingly, quiet
An unnerving quiet
Singing songs
To courageous
Souls ~ treasured
And much beloved
Quiet
The Quiet
So hauntingly, quiet
An unnerving quiet
The day
Of tears
A ground-ing filled with
Amazing acts of love
Quiet
The Quiet
So hauntingly, quiet
An unnerving quiet
Quiet
Sends answers
Filled with spirit’s love
Special souls now above
Quiet
The Quiet
So hauntingly, quiet
An unnerving quiet
(Reflections Tears, Tennessee
~ September 10,2006)
Oh say! can you see, by the dawn's early light... When the guards at Buckingham Palace struck up that tune in the aftermath of 9/11it signified that we would never forget, that we would share your tears and that we would stand with you. Whatever the politics of the last 5 years, this is one Englishman who will always face Westwards and be proud of my friends over the horizon.
Powerful and hauntingly sad piece, Deborah. A fitting tribute as the anniversary of 9/11 nears. A nation brought to its knees with grief, and out of that grief a bonding of love and compassion. Thanks for remembering........................... Linda
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This is in all its true sense a MEMORIAL piece of work. The heart griefs along forever for the foolishness of some felon few. You have weaved the thought for a peaceful world and we are with you!