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On The First Anniversary My Heart Finally Broke (a repost)

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icebox
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0 posted 09-11-2004 09:12 AM       View Profile for icebox   Email icebox   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for icebox


I hear the pipes sing
amazing grace
I hear them in my dreams
I hear the screams
every day,
the months of cadenced march
out of the open pit mine of the souls,
all day long
and through the night
in and out of mind
until my heart ran out of song.

Today the bells ring,
performers sing
and everybody's priests
ask gods for treats.

Each name a moment held
in all solemnity
on edge
to slip into eternity;
the pomp and circumstance,
the ceremony's tears and choking
fears that this will mean an end
to the beginning of the years
we mark remembering the dead,
the living dead
whose names all run
together
labels on one giant
blended bleeding soul.

If one more plastic politician
says, ‘Let's roll,'
I think I will be sick.
The dead can sleep,
where is the peace of heart and soul
that could bring quiet to the living?

We have mourned a year.
We've buried buttons
and a watch,
a rock,
handfuls of dirt and ash,
a shoe
or two,
some bone fragments,  
photographs in empty caskets,
empty arms and beds
tears in empty hearts.
It's time to leave.
For some
it's time to stalk revenge
cold and crafted with precision.
So, the killings never end.

There is no grief beyond the love
of that which death can steal.
There is no deal to make,
no memorial to shake the horror
of the memories,
the smell
the taste
of human ashes mixed with fuel
melted steel
vaporized concrete
the grit that clogged our eyes,
a blessing in disguise;
the dream's there every day,
turn back and turn away
run,
no where to go,
who died
when there is nothing left
to hold
but memories of clouds
thick choking horror
floating in the air
so full
that vision's lost,
sounds of bodies hitting ground
just beyond the reach of sight
within the sound,
the claws of fright,
no where to hide.
No where to hide.

©2003 by icebox (written September 11, 2002)
© Copyright 2004 icebox - All Rights Reserved
Marge Tindal
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1 posted 09-11-2004 10:22 AM       View Profile for Marge Tindal   Email Marge Tindal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Marge Tindal's Home Page   View IP for Marge Tindal

IceBox~

'There is no grief beyond the love
of that which death can steal'


This statement squeezes my heart with it's accuracy as we remember~

Thank you for your thoughtful insight~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost,
the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
- Sufi epigram <))><

Email noles1@totcon.com

Kevo
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2 posted 09-11-2004 11:07 AM       View Profile for Kevo   Email Kevo   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Kevo's Home Page   View IP for Kevo

Very powerful poem.  I still struggle with it at times. It still hurts.  I think about it often, the families torn apart, the fatherless/motherless children, all of it.  Such a tragedy that has left scars on us all.  You write well of it my friend.  A beautiful bit of writing indeed with a strong, strong message.  I appeciated it more than you know.

Kevin
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3 posted 09-11-2004 11:09 AM       View Profile for nakdthoughts   Email nakdthoughts   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for nakdthoughts

we mark remembering the dead,
the living dead
whose names all run
together
labels on one giant
blended bleeding soul.
sighing
M
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4 posted 09-11-2004 01:51 PM       View Profile for passing shadows   Email passing shadows   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for passing shadows

yes, the dead can sleep...
serenity blaze
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5 posted 09-11-2004 10:25 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

Your heart is too beautiful to remain in any state of disrepair for very long my friend.



and a sigh with a thank you
inkedgoddess
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6 posted 09-11-2004 10:43 PM       View Profile for inkedgoddess   Email inkedgoddess   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for inkedgoddess

a most sobering piece on a most sobering day
and we are all in this together afterall, aren't we?
for better or for worse, it's our world
icebox
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7 posted 09-11-2004 11:11 PM       View Profile for icebox   Email icebox   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for icebox

You all are very kind to indulge me in reading this.  I thank you from my soul and I wish you peace.
Martie
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8 posted 09-16-2004 08:15 PM       View Profile for Martie   Email Martie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Martie's Home Page   View IP for Martie

From 9-26-01....I hope you don't mind a snippit from a poem I wrote:

I look for something to grasp with words,
but it is all so big, so huge, so monstrously cold,
that I have to look down
to my foot where the dog sleeps
with one eye open, waiting for me to explain why
the ball lays quiet on the teal carpet.

I'm glad you reposted this, icebox...you express what so many feel, so well!  
iliana
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9 posted 09-17-2004 12:42 AM       View Profile for iliana   Email iliana   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for iliana

I guess the reason why I haven't read this sooner is that my soul remembers and and subconsciously or consciously (not sure which today) I have been in mourning all week.  Only love breaks our hearts...and only love can mend them again.
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10 posted 09-17-2004 03:44 AM       View Profile for Larry C   Email Larry C   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Larry C's Home Page   View IP for Larry C

iceman,
The grief compounded by the horror multiplied by the insanity of hate overwhelms us with sorrow that may take a life time to resolve. And you have remembered it exceptionally well and with dignity. Thank you kind sir.

If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.

nakdthoughts
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11 posted 08-12-2006 04:27 PM       View Profile for nakdthoughts   Email nakdthoughts   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for nakdthoughts

thank you for bringing this back to me...

one of the best feeling writes I have ever  read~~

M
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12 posted 08-22-2006 02:42 AM       View Profile for MGROVES   Email MGROVES   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for MGROVES

amazing grace-a tune i hear often-in the night,day,sleep and awake,along with the tears,sorrow,screams,and pain deeply felt,within my souls-

My spirit will rise
above the sea~
There will be no drowning
of my soul or me~

iliana
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13 posted 09-07-2006 02:36 AM       View Profile for iliana   Email iliana   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for iliana

As this day approaches, again I find myself mourning, not just for the events and losses of that day, but for exactly what you have said.  *hugs*.....jo
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14 posted 10-27-2007 05:47 PM       View Profile for Artic Wind   Email Artic Wind   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Artic Wind

good write

ARCTIC WIND
 
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