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Dialing 911

DIALING 911

towering building,   dressed   in pinstriped suit,
healthy, quietly      dying.     flying without web,
without        wings.         an abnormal workday,
smokes in the        clouds.       explosive wings
have           penetrated       upper office space.
God gazes out          heaven’s             window,
holds out his           hand,          ready to catch 
each soul that lands on      ashen    pavement


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Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2017

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Maria Williams Date: 9/19/2017 6:57:00 AM A tragic day that was Kim, one that will live in our minds forever. You have described it so well here....Maria Login to Reply Kim Rodrigues Date: 9/19/2017 11:35:00 AM Thank you!

Mike Gentile Date: 9/12/2017 10:24:00 AM It's so important to never forget, well done! Login to Reply Kim Rodrigues Date: 9/12/2017 11:24:00 AM Thanks, Mike.

David Bose Date: 9/12/2017 8:44:00 AM Well, I made it through yesterday without too much emotion and then I glance here and your words gave me the full weight of memory. Really well done, Kim. Keep it up. Thanks, Dave Login to Reply Kim Rodrigues Date: 9/12/2017 11:24:00 AM Thanks, Dave.

Vijay Pandit Date: 9/12/2017 8:30:00 AM Lovely depiction--I feel the height in your words--you have a unique gift to illustrate your poems--this is full of emotions, Kim! Login to Reply Kim Rodrigues Date: 9/12/2017 8:37:00 AM Thanks so much, Vijay!

Heidi Sands Date: 9/12/2017 7:44:00 AM Very powerful Kim. Well done. We will never forget. Login to Reply Kim Rodrigues Date: 9/12/2017 8:26:00 AM Thank, Heidi. We will never forget.

Russell Sivey Date: 9/12/2017 7:35:00 AM This is a wondrous write, full of great images and a sad ending! I surely loved reading your dynamic and graphic poem here this morning! What a powerful piece my friend, Great Work!! Login to Reply Kim Rodrigues Date: 9/12/2017 7:37:00 AM Thank you, Russell. Time goes by after tragedy strikes, though images last a lifetime. Blessings, my friend.