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wordancer
Senior Member

since 2000-07-30

Posts 809
VA

0 posted 2001-09-17 01:29 PM

i need to write the words
and in mute despair nothing comes forth
just open-mouth anguish that eats
from the inside out

i need the dry eyes that burn
to swallow the gut that churns
with endless waves of nausea
in anticipation of a mad world driven insane
and if i could weep about this, for this, with this
it would still be too much to
acknowledge

i need to claw in the rubble of what was
what will never be again
to find the empty hands
starfish that rained from the smoke-filled sky
to center a kiss of compassion on the lines
of humanity in those stilled palms
and fold them in good night
sweet, dark night

i will write the words
to record this moment of stark reality
a forever scream that echoes from sea-to-shining-sea
imbedded in a pillar of salt
bitter ashes on
our lips

Poet’s Note:. Truthfully, I didn’t think I would be able to write of Tuesday’s tragic events. How could I write of some so huge and overwhelming, when it still makes no sense. All day Wednesday this phrase, “i need to write the words,” kept running around in my mind. Finally, in the wee hours of Thursday, I actually wrote that phrase down and was able to write. I realize now, that I just need to take one image at time; listen to what it is saying, and just write.

Wordancer, the poet who writes to the beat of a different drummer.

Joyce Johnson

Member Rara Avis

since 2001-03-10

Posts 9912
Washington State

1 posted 2001-09-17 08:06 PM

You're right. It is just too big and horrible to encompass in one poem. You did a good graphic job of capturing some of the stomach turning horror. Joyce

Suzanne Arlene
Member

since 2000-10-09

Posts 377
Ontario, Canada

2 posted 2001-09-18 06:44 AM

I have not been able to write about it either. Though the feelings are there and you expressed them as if you were reading my soul.I can't seem to stop crying for what was and what isn't anymore.I just feel so sad.Thank you for putting into words what i couldn't and you did it so well.

Suzanne

wordancer
Senior Member

since 2000-07-30

Posts 809
VA

3 posted 2001-09-18 06:01 PM

(((Suzanne))) yes, it is hard to find the words...but now that I have...i need to share them. Thank-you for letting me know that I'm your voice and you feel the same way. That means a lot to me.

Joyce, it is so big it is overwhelming and I feel like I’m losing myself, I been actively avoiding the TV the last few days and just taking little peeks at the newspapers. Right now, all my writing is the pain, horror, and fear of it all. To bear witness to the loss with my words, is all I can do (besides the blood donation and monetary contributions).

[This message has been edited by wordancer (edited 09-18-2001).]

Songbird
Member Elite

since 1999-12-15

Posts 2184
Missouri

4 posted 2001-09-20 04:40 PM

You did a great job on this piece.. I know that feeling too of not being able to write about it..I was that way for about the first three days or so, I could only read what others wrote. In shock I could not write..this is such a montumental thing that has happened I am sure all of us will be chipping away writing the emotions of it for years.

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