.-.-.911, A Country Grounded Poem by Debora Short

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)