I
wrote this poem about a month after the 9/11 attack on our country. It
was such a time of great pause.. I remember that first week,
mentioning to Ben, this just makes ya want to sit down and watch
re-runs of I Love Lucy, doesn't it? He quietly agreed. I felt that
song of Allen Jackson said so much of what we were all thinking at the
time. http://www.jango.com/music/Alan+Jackson?l=0
The line about, I Love Lucy re-runs was word for word what I had been
thinking! The 9/11 attacks showed how different man kind is and how
much the same we all are.. That sameness we must all always celebrate.
EnsnareThe wind,
an exhaust of a savage foray.
Endless fragments of molten steel,
now
driven by harsh, darkened hearts, those
hearts swirl unbeating amidst
the bitter,
chalk-gray world. The blast, somehow guided
by its own thick,
perverse energy.
Shock, unable to fairly describe thebreathing of one's
own pained lungs, who
now unwantingly play host to so many
other's lives
now only alive through your
own breath. The horror of seeing shoes,
pieces
of luggage, Important documents,
half burnt, now aimlessly driven around
you.
Your world now changed, forever changed,
as changed as the lives you
strive not
to inhale. Merely running for safety through
this gray,
swirling world of death feels like
sacrilege, as if each hurried step
would
further insult. The gray masticated residue
catches the tear of your
survival.
copyright ©2009
Dawn L. Pollock We all still fight such hatred that would drive individuals to perform such
an act. Our hearts need to always remember our sameness, even despite our
divisions.
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7/16/2009
- Another dog day of summer up here on the mountain. I'm going to work
on Speech Therapy plans for the fall today. If anyone else wants to
share leave a comment. Drop a post. Welcome! 
Photo by B. Pollock Acorn8/2/2009 We get to meet a new neighbor named Paul and
his dog, Laddie a smooth collie today. Kindr and Stix were a little territorial at the fence, but not too bad. No noses are missing, no fur flying.
Take care!
Howie ;-)