Nine Eleven, 2005: In Memoriam

Today
the hands of time wound
back the clocks to

morning,
mourning-mired, clocked at
forty-six past eight

exactly
when wanton wings wrought 
terror's shocking stat: 

two
thousand forty nine! All ground
to zero with the towers twin 

turned
dust-cloaked debris choking
in a cloud of acrid smoke

and 
all shed tears are gathered 
now in limpid pool of 

pained
reflection roiled by roses with
their thorns, in silence


piercing 
hearts again, their old wounds
yet unhealed by salving

hands
         of
             time.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Rider Avatar
October 19, 2009 at 3:42 PM
You have done this topic justice, Miguel, your words are heartfelt and beautiful. Thank you also for your comments today on my Rite of Passage. It didn't make the cut for the contest, but comments like yours are what matters. I am so glad it brought back such beautiful memories for you. ~Trudy~
Mendoza Avatar
May 10, 2013 at 2:54 AM
Thank you so much! But I have to apologize for this long overdue reply. You see, I've been away from Poetry Soup for quite some time. Hope to make up for lost time starting with my recently-posted poem.
Fraser Avatar
October 19, 2009 at 1:34 PM
Excellent piece Miguel, what more can i say >> James
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May 10, 2013 at 2:59 AM
Thanks a lot. Having been away from Poetry Soup for quite some time, my reply to your comment is long overdue. Sorry. Starting with a newly-posted poem, I hope to make up for lost time. Thanks again!
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September 26, 2009 at 12:29 PM
almost made me cry. very well written. we all should remember that day.-------Ell (P.S. my dad was in the Pentegon when the plane hit, thankfully he was on the other side of the building and is okay)
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May 10, 2013 at 3:19 AM
I was in New York the other year but failed to go to the site of the Twin Towers, but had some pictures taken with the names of those who perished as background at the New Jersey memorial park. Thanks for your comments. But I have to apologize for this late reply, having been away from Poetry Soup for quite some time. In some ways, I have tried to make up for lost time with a newly-posted poem.
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