Posts tagged ‘9/11’

WE REMEMBER

It is estimated that between 50 and 200 people jumped from the World Trade Center towers on 9/11.  Marked forever in our memory will be the vision of them falling.  Who can put themselves in the thought process that went into that decision and the conditions under which it was made?  They did not chose death.  They were murdered.

This poem is dedicated to those poor souls and all lives claimed that fateful day.

JUMPERS

They were like birds flying,

Leaping from flaming windows,

No wings to purchase air,

No hope of flying home.

They were like birds flying,

Tumbling in twos, alone,

Flashing by in a smoke-filled sky

While crowds watched in horror.

They were like birds flying

Flights, imprinting the nation’s memory.

They were like omens flying,

Carrying us into a world of fear.

September 11, 2015 at 5:46 pm 2 comments

9/11 POEM

My consistent readers,

I first published this poem on my blog last year on 9/11.

I wanted to revisit the memory burned in my mind that fateful day ten years ago.

JUMPERS

They were like birds flying,
Leaping from flaming windows,
No wings to purchase air,
No hope of flying home.

They were like birds flying,
Tumbling in twos, alone,
Flashing by in a smoke-filled sky
While crowds watched in horror.

They were like birds flying
Flights, imprinting the nation’s memory.
They were like birds flying,
Carrying us into a world of fear.

September 10, 2011 at 5:51 pm Leave a comment

JUMPERS A 9/11 POEM

9/11

I wrote this poem seven years ago.

Who alive on that beautiful September morning, other than the tiniest child spared the memory, could forget that day.
The vast majority of us carry the images of that fateful day. The one I remember most is the jumpers. Those desperate people, approximately fifty, who joined hands or made makeshift parachutes, only to meet the same fate.

This poem is dedicated to them.

JUMPERS

They were like birds flying,
Leaping from flaming windows,
No wings to purchase air,
No hope of flying home.

They were like birds flying,
Tumbling in twos, alone,
Flashing by in a smoke-filled sky
While crowds watched in horror.

They were like birds flying
Flights, imprinting the nation’s memory.
They were like omens flying,
Carrying us into a world of fear.

September 8, 2010 at 5:15 pm 3 comments


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