morning of 9-11-2001…where were you when unimaginable tragedy struck?
at home
with children
husband says,
“turn on news”
watch furtively
shield little eyes
(they saw enough
to fear airplanes)
terrorists fly fueled
deathtraps to fiery
destruction & chaos
hell’s heat & smoke
people panic, jump
screams & sirens
first responders are
brave to rescue the
injured & bleeding
buildings collapse
leveled to street
low cloud billows
of dust & debris
onlookers run as
victims lie buried
below steel cross
the following summer, in month of June
when my father called to tell me mom had died,
(she was our second wife & mother we grieve)
he commented, “our twin towers have fallen.”
a poem in my pocket 
Sep 19, 2024 @ 08:13:56
You ask where we were when we heard of the twin towers bombing? I was at my husband’s death bed, Lynn. We heard the news on the radio. He asked me to turn the radio off because he didn’t want to listen to it and he died a week later. We may have been the only two people in America not listening, but I was very aware of the entire nation mourning as I was mourning not only “it” but a very private grief as well. He died 9/18/2001.
Sep 19, 2024 @ 14:47:40
Oh, wow, Judy…my heart aches for your loss too! A very personal grief story…sending you a virtual hug.
Sep 15, 2024 @ 21:13:43
Very powerful. I still remember that morning vividly even though I was in middle school.
Sep 16, 2024 @ 11:35:49
Thanks for reading and commenting.
Sep 15, 2024 @ 08:45:32
The ending, so powerful. Your words flow in a quick fall and then stop us still at the end.
Sep 16, 2024 @ 11:31:53
Tragedy happens suddenly but we need time to process it…whether national or personal.
Sep 16, 2024 @ 14:01:26
Very true.
Sep 15, 2024 @ 07:03:29
WOW. Wow! 😲
That would stay with you, for sure… 💔 What a way of putting it, Lynn…
~David
P.S. I’ve sent you a couple emails regarding W3 “next steps” – if you haven’t received them plz let me know. Thanks!
Sep 16, 2024 @ 11:33:23
Thanks, David. I will check my emails!
Sep 13, 2024 @ 08:22:28
Lynn this is so poignant. A timely poem too…
Sep 13, 2024 @ 12:47:26
Thank you for reading
Sep 12, 2024 @ 14:16:46
It is engraved in our lives, that event. Your poem itself is like one of the towers. (K)
Sep 12, 2024 @ 17:45:26
thanks for stopping by, K…that’s how poems take shape, unintentionally sometimes.
Sep 13, 2024 @ 08:20:05
That’s true.