FROM MY WINDOW
Easy to kill, easy to die,
not just on September 11th.
Drift back through time,
heads atop posts,
heads in baskets,
even kings and queens
danced in their own blood.
Time shields the eyes
from all that crimson,
seducing us to forget our misdeeds.
All war proves to be
an afterbirth of a stillborn,
with nothing forthcoming.
The Towers roar,
we all descend together.
Paper falls slowly,
carrying a message:
Doomsday,
while the nation plummets
into grief.
c copyright/all rights reserved/ 2010
Thanks to Willow for stirring up a hornet's nest for me....Another inspiration from Magpie Tales.
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54 comments:
Lyn this is such a moving poem. I think we all were in grief from our own windows to the world...seeing all the loss of life. Such a tragedy for everyone.
Thank you for sharing this poem with us. :-)
Yes, I see what you mean. Not a pretty subject, but well done! And thanks for the comment on my post.
I'm chilled by this.
Wonderfully powerful, Lyn. Throughout history people have been committing the same mistake and it doesn't stop.
What a thought provoking poem Lyn... "All war proves to be
an afterbirth of a stillborn,
with nothing forthcoming". Beautifully you captured the futility of the wars which continue nonetheless... Amazing .. Hope some war-makers find their way here and have a change of mind..
Hi Carrie-
Thank you..this looked to me like the Tower's ghost...
Hi annell-
It seems a subject always there..thanks for visiting!!
Hi Annie-
It did chill me too when I thought of it..thanks...
Hi Derrick-
That part of us..doesn't seem to be stopping now..ever??? Thanks so much..
Hi Abhilasha-
What a thing that would be..changing minds to peace!! thanks for stopping by..
This is a fantastic piece, Lyn. It reached in, grabbed my heart and gave it a squeeze. You're so right, like the towers, we all descended.
Hi Abhalisha-
How thoughtful of you..yes, as you can see, your comment was saved..so thanks again!
Hi Willow-
This was pure synchronicity..had just written the poem..then saw the prompt..to me it was the Towers, melting..Magic!! Also gave me the title for the poem..imagine!
Lynn, your Magpie is a deep, profound reminder of what happened to us not that long ago .... beautifully written!
Two Ghosts which never died, and never will. Thank you for the tribute. Also for:
"even kings and queens
danced in their own blood."
Once in early dawn hour I saw a man dancing in his own blood, which was everywhere. He had been beheaded.
Nuff said....
Great Magpie. We all need this reminder.
Hi Helen-
Thank you so much..we will always remember...
Very moving. Touching.
Thank you for writing this.
Hi steveroni-
I'm chilled by your memories..may we someday live in peace..
Hi kathew-
I will never forget..not being too far away! Thank you...
Hi cosmoscami-
I am very pleased to have you visit..thank you so much!
Your poem stands without the prompt! Well done.
Hi Doctor FTSE-
Thank you..I started to write this before the prompt and then it just sort of fit!
It's a pwerful piece of writing, never mind whether it was before or after the prompt!
Tragic, Lyn, and infinitely powerful. And so true. History is full of murder and blood, of wars and conflict...though often, we choose to forget this. And even today, it is still happening, the slaughter of innocents.
Hi Sam-
As you say, even now..in our nature..forever? Thank God for all the good!
very touching poem.
That image of war as afterbirth of a still born is so strong, shocking almost...it transmitts so much - it feels like the core of your poem. And this was a take on the image that held genuine surprize for me.. i can see now how the towers could be evoked by the image visually...and as a religous statue too - that too has been a kernal of so much bloodshed.
very powerful work.
Hi Words a Day-
You're right..war is shocking..When I saw the photo I felt it completed the poem..funny how things stack up..
Thanks so much for your words...
Hi Gabriela-
Thanks for your kind words...
Wow, I love the truth in your line "All war proves to be an afterbirth of a stillborn, with nothing forthcoming." Phenomonal Magpie it was like reliving it all over again.
Hi Kristen-
Thanks for your very thoughtful comment..I think we will be reliving those days for a while...
A strong remembrance of that infamous day. And many others. It just doesn't stop.
A very apt poem particularly as I see you're from New York.
Hi Tumblewords-
Very well said..it does go on, doesn't it? Thank you!
Hi Rinkly Rimes-
It's possible that being here in NY does intensify our memory..I can only recall the dust that kept settling on us for at least a month..will never forget...
Not living in NYC, I can only imagine what everyone went thru on a daily basis, which you've caught beautifully in your poem. We should never forget.
Hi Jane-
It was the bluest sky, the blackest cloud, and everyone out on the street, walking away like the village of the damened..never forget..
Thanks..
Lyn, this made me stop to think. You've given us more to reflect on than just the image in the photo. Wonderful and thoughtful piece.
Rick
Hi Rick-
Thank you so much..it's true..we never know what we'll see when looking at a Prompt! So much inspiration..
These lines are absolutely incredible; "All war proves to be an afterbirth of a stillborn," Nice write. Bisous, Love and Light, Sender
Hi Sender-
Thanks for your kind words..Funny how things come to us! Lucky to have a place to put our words!
Lyn, that is such a good poem!
You have widened the view to put 9/11 into perspective and yes, it does bring us down (descending) but the wisdom that guided your hand to write, also reminds us there is a bigger picture of which the twin towers were only one part.
Hi Stafford-
I so appreciate what you've said and definitely recognize the energy at the center of it all...thank you..
oh man this is an emotional piece for me...i was in the air that day as it was happening...emergency put down in ATL...and caught just a glimpse before they cut the power to the tvs...nice mag
Hi Brian-
Yes, what a day..my brother's plane had to land in New Orleans, stranded there(not bad) for 2 days..
I was walking into crowds of people, mesmerized by the smoke..
9 years..where did that go?
Bless us...
Wow! So powerful. Ode to the memories so aptly brought to all of us today, the day before...
Thank you for sharing.
Hi Reflections-
Thanks for visiting..memories so much with us today..as the bagpipes play on my TV..Just like yesterday...
Very powerful.
Very fitting for me today as I am reading this on 9/11.
Thank you
Rene
Hi Rene-
I'm touched by your comment..thank you for stopping by!
It's always daunting being reminded of life's tragedies but it helps when written this poignantly.
Hi Lena-
I really appreciate your words..thank you so much!
I felt a chill up my spine after the last two lines. It's such a sensitive subject, especially for you, dear new Yorkers, who had to go through it. I salute, dear sister blogger, I salute you from the bottom of my heart for crafting up such a moving and beautiful piece.
Greetings from London.
Greetings to a Cuban-
I am touched by your response..It's odd, but watching the reading of the names on 9/11, was just as difficult this time as every other time..it doesn't get better...
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