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Mocking Reminders

There they sit, those mocking reminders, on my nightstand table. I wish I could just throw them out, but I find that I am unable. There they sit, reminding me, of the life that we once shared, Before the tragic, life-changing attack, on towers no longer there. The playbill dated, September 8, in the year 2001; The last time we went on a date and enjoyed a life of fun. Three days before he started work in the Trade Center Towers; If only I had known that day, my life would change in hours. The cell phone with his last voice mail, which I will never erase; His calming message, I can replay, next to a picture of his face. I wasn’t there to answer it when he said his last “good-bye” It still sits beside my bed always there to make me cry. A pair of his bifocal glasses that he used to read at night, Completes the set of memories when my life was still alright. I know it’s been almost 15 years, and people say I should let go But I don’t want to forget this man, who I used to love to know. There they sit, those mocking reminders, on my nightstand table. I wish I could just throw them out, but I find that I am unable.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 6/2/2015 11:14:00 AM
laid-out (like glass stained) windowed designs.... incorporated in the painting. It shows rebuilding and mighty strength and that is just what after 15 years has been spent and given to its rise again! So pleased I read this and definitely remain in my mind......didee
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Date: 6/2/2015 11:10:00 AM
I am so pleased you gave this a go---your poetry gift must heel the pain somewhat. Thanks for sharing and congratulations! I painted that week of the disaster a water colour version of deep felt feelings. It was a humming bird----a small mighty bird of colour rising to a flower's nectar....in amongst steel .....cont'
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Date: 11/3/2014 6:13:00 PM
Dropping back with my congratulations for your win with this outstanding poem.
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Date: 11/2/2014 6:48:00 PM
Love what you did here, Joe...making it so personal, sharing thoughts that could be just what is in the minds of those who were there. My son passed in 2006 and I have the things of his returned to me by the police...you are right, one cannot let those things go. Congratulations on your win.
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Date: 11/2/2014 7:42:00 AM
Congratulations on your win with this masterfull write, good luck on the next round of the contest.
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Date: 11/1/2014 3:13:00 PM
Hmmm I guess I missed something you both wrote of 9/11? - you did a great job! Congrad's on your win! Light & Love
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Date: 11/1/2014 2:38:00 PM
A heart-breaking day, told in a personal way! This moving, and somber poem will touch countless people who have felt this terrible, tragic day hit home. Well done, Joe.
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Date: 11/1/2014 1:15:00 PM
a heartbreaking emotional write Joe many congrats on your win:-) hugs jan xx
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Date: 10/27/2014 4:19:00 PM
Joe, sad poem.
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Date: 10/27/2014 3:13:00 PM
What a heartbreaking poem Joe. You poured out your heart hear and I can hear the pain. I am so sorry that you had to go through this and hope you finally find peace.
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