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Donna Ryduchowski Poem
Fiery Skies
The fiery sky softened by a
Haze of golden streaks,
Silent serene accord,
Majesty of floating clouds
Weaving rosy ribbons in the sky--
The departing day meets in a shade
Of the ascending crimson
A calm of an incoming night.
Over a fiery horizon darkness comes.
Copyright © Donna Ryduchowski | Year Posted 2012
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Donna Ryduchowski Poem
On September 11th,
In the early morning,
When my train stopped
In the New Jersey fields,
I saw the Twin Towers.
Painted by sunrays
Into a golden tone, they were
Climbing the New York City's
Peaceful blue sky.
Two magnificent monuments
To able human minds.
On the wings of terror,
Propelled by hatred and revenge
Praying to their God of killers,
They came out of nowhere.
The barbarians.
Suddenly,
They came
Unexpected.
Without any warning.
It was an early morning
Of September 11.
In my office, a short distance away
I heard a sudden thunder.
My building shook up.
I looked through the window.
I saw people running away
Down Broadway.
White paper sheets were snowing
Down slowly in the air.
It was a nice, warm, sunny
September 11th day
When the downtown Manhattan
Became hell.
The news soon came:
An airplane hit the North Tower, then
The South one faced the same fate.
Standing on the street, nearby,
I saw the Towers.
Bleeding fire, smoke was
Spreading through their wounds.
The fire was getting stronger but
They still stood. Firm.
Wounded heroes.
Till their end.
It was impossible to imagine
The horror of victims, their shock.
Their pain.
There was no warning.
Nobody expected it.
It was such a nice, sunny, warm morning.
It was supposed to be September's
Another great day!
Suddenly I realized--
Something
Went wrong with our world.
Apocalypse came.
Time was shifted back
To the primitive ages,
Long before civilization began.
Long before people learned
The pain of unnecessary wars.
Long before Moses,
Carrying stone tables with
The “Thou shall not kill” commandment,
Came back
From his meeting with God.
Then I saw nomads --
On camels’ backs,
Somewhere, in a desert.
I saw --Cain,
Jealous for love of God,
Killed his brother Abel.
Bloody revenge --
Now, with weapons,
Stronger then knives, one may kill
Many more Abels and again,
For primitive barbarians,
It is much easier to kill --
In the name of God.
Copyright © Donna Ryduchowski | Year Posted 2011
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End of summer
The ruby soft wildflowers,
Jewels in the yellow summer field--
Buzzing honey bees are spiraling
Down with the flower falling petals.
The chorus of happy birds sings in
The emerald sky that is
Carrying trapped
Rainbow rays of sunlight.
Sweet smell of the starburst earth
Spreads with the wind’s cooling breeze--
Mocking the bird’s laugh
In the endless sky.
Copyright © Donna Ryduchowski | Year Posted 2012
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First Blossoms of Spring
Displaying a pink cloud
of fragile flowers,
like a hopeful debutante,
an old tree put on a new dress.
Between fresh green leaves,
delicate flowers look
like colorful buttons
fastened to the tree branches by
The warm hands
Of spring.
Around, warm wind dances,
embracing joyful tree branches.
Kissed by passionate sunrays,
they dance waltz with the wind.
Look..
Busy bees arrived to kiss flowers.
And birds sing thankful
hymn to spring’s glory,
celebrating moments of the beauty,
which too soon
will have to fade away…
Copyright © Donna Ryduchowski | Year Posted 2012
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I want to describe
The stars as shimmering skylights
The wind as a strong breeze
Of an ocean's freedom
Butterfly's slow flight
For the sun's love
Silently darkened starry night
At an ocean's calm shore
A fisherman who has found
Safe harbor before a strike of a storm
Mother's loving touch
Of child's silky hair
I want to describe
Power and love of God.
Copyright © Donna Ryduchowski | Year Posted 2012
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Donna Ryduchowski Poem
Insatiable Hunger
Yes,
The bread, salt, and water --
I had them every day,
and I took them for granted.
Instead, I was missing
soda, ice cream, and candy.
You were my daily bread,
somebody to whom
I could confess
All my worries and hopes.
All the problems of my day
I could share with you.
Now, you are gone forever;
I hope that you are happy
In heaven.
My daily bread is gone.
You were my daily bread,
somebody to whom
I could confess
All my worries and hopes.
Somebody with whom
I could share
all the problems
Of my day.
Now, my entire life had changed.
This strange world around looks
So empty.
And I feel an insatiable hunger.
Oh, God,
For how long it will be possible,
To survive only
On a soda, ice cream and candy?
Copyright © Donna Ryduchowski | Year Posted 2011
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Childhood Dreams
Sometimes
I dream about the time
When being a child
Was so simple.
Dreams about an old home flow--
Bringing back Christmases,
While trying to play
An innocent child again
In my dream a red-nose reindeer
Takes me back home
Where my mother and father,
Long dead,
Are waiting for me
At the Christmas tree
With gifts of happy
Childhood memories.
Copyright © Donna Ryduchowski | Year Posted 2012
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Love Song
Leaving façade
of dead shadows,
And fading memory
of past failures,
I dream about tomorrow.
I will sail again to it
In a boat of forgiveness,
Singing about
Everlasting love.
Copyright © Donna Ryduchowski | Year Posted 2011
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Wheel of Fortune
Myself, rising into the sky,
Then bowing to the earth
with a deep bow.
Flying to the top with joy
Then coming down
with a trembling fear.
I look at the wheel of fortune
Time flies so fast. Too fast.
With my life swirling in it.
Copyright © Donna Ryduchowski | Year Posted 2012
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