A Silent Moment

today i sit
in silence
beneath darkness
in remembrance

the sky 
didn't get the memo
its thunderous roar
is echoing 
across the hills
crumbling 
my chain of thoughts
like buildings
lost

flashbacks
blinking
in fragmented
bolts of lights
like explosion
of mind

grounded shadows
falling down
all around 
like lives
gone

its anger 
lashing in streams
stinging like tears
against my face

perhaps
it’s just lashing out
in remembrance too


September 11,2019
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Marcum Wong Avatar
May 14, 2020 at 5:35 AM
I like the personification in you ending lines Sandra. Congratulations on having this fine poem in First place. xxoo
La France Avatar
May 13, 2020 at 6:40 PM
Sandra, excellent, congratulations on your win in Brian's contest _Constance
Walker Avatar
May 13, 2020 at 12:13 PM
Sandra, a poem of vivid imagery. Congratulations on a winning placement. ~ Sonia
Kauffman Avatar
May 13, 2020 at 11:32 AM
This is very special my friend. Your imagery and poetic expression are as stunning as your metaphor of the destructive storm. Congratulations on your first place! Hugs and prayers.
Adams Avatar
May 13, 2020 at 11:56 AM
Thank you...I had written it for a contest back in September, I was proud of it because of what it stood for, and it received an n/a... I was excited to see it take first place... hugs :)
Ball Avatar
September 15, 2019 at 11:12 AM
A day that will live in infamy forever. A fine write my friend. God Bless, JB
Adams Avatar
September 15, 2019 at 5:41 PM
Thank you....it will live on forever in the mind's of those of us that lived through it, but for the ones born that day or later it will just be a history lesson like pearl harbor... hugs
Lamoureux Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 8:32 AM
It surprises me that 18 years have already passed.
Adams Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 8:57 AM
unbelievable isn't it? the scars will forever remain, no time can heal those wounds~ hugs
Pandit Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 7:18 AM
A lovely tribute you wrote Sandy..I heard the silence, and the anger..a day we will never forget. They came here and abused our freedom.
Adams Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 8:56 AM
Thank you Vijay...i remember the silence for weeks to follow, not planes in the skies, every where you went flags displayed, the songs written by artists, the closeness...shame the world has grown so distant through the years........hugs :)
Green Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 6:52 AM
I just loved this, how your words enticed nature to be a part of the remembrance of that day, how you portray the sky crying and the dark clouds a sign of sadness. This was amazing my friend.
Adams Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 7:11 AM
Thank you my friend I was sitting outside with my grandson and it started thundering we weren’t expecting storms but the poem came to me like it wanted to be written at that moment in time :). Hugs. Have a beautiful day!
Chiri Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 6:02 AM
Well my friend you never cease to amaze me with your writes! Amazed as always!You do melancholy so well!;) Have a great day today!;)
Adams Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 6:13 AM
Thank you my friend your words are always so kind! I always swore I was an empath I seem to be able to feel even the moods of a day and share the feeling I get in my writes :) hugs- have a great day as well
Lamoureux Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 12:15 AM
A Significant piece. Lest we forget. Hugs Rick.
Adams Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 5:33 AM
I don’t think we could ever forget that day :( Hugs
Marcum Wong Avatar
September 11, 2019 at 10:16 PM
So many of us knew people who died that day or who was affected by the loss Sandra. You have captured that anguish and pain wonderfully in this tribute to the loss that day. May they rest in peace! xxoo
Adams Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 5:31 AM
I still remember the chaos of that morning, we just headed home from our buses, got home to parents leaving their homes to pick children up at schools, everyone hugging each other tighter the respect of flags and the sadness in the depths of silence of this nation :) hugs
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