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Sounds that Shattered...11/22/63
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Sounds that Shattered...11/22/63 |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Sounds that Shattered I remember enjoying Fridays, simply because it was either macaroni & cheese or cheesy pizza and Fridays were the days I saved for school lunches to relish the taste of youth. I remember enjoying innocence simply, because my world had been sheltered and yes, I knew of life and death but I was {almost} twelve and inexperienced I remember times of edginess, simply because I didn’t yet fully understand words like fey, or perception, or intuition although I could spell them very well. ~*~ Sounds shattered in Texas that Friday, I knew it in the running of a teacher, down long hallways of education, talking to the teachers, then running, as teachers crumbled, and crumpled asking an already still classroom to please, be quiet, as she shattered our innocence in a few words but intuitively, we {I} began to feel the repercussions ripple forward into our {my} forever-changed lives as we were excused for lunch, to go, please, eat, we will let you know if you will be going home; we did as we were told, talking in whispers, some of us not whispering at all, but wanting to know only safety. ~*~ They kept saying she was dressed in pink, but black and white forces you to use your imagination, so we only saw shadows on her skirt, as if some dirt had forever stained her suit. There was no magazine for People then, that colorfully played the moment again, and again, only three stations to broadcast shadows as horses slowly clopped, carrying the fate of a nation; only pages of Time held print in silent remembrance of a man who passed too soon, the media not casting Camelot aside wickedly until decades later, and we would learn more than we cared to know. Some moments ~ a day, or time, a bowl of creamy mac & cheese, a smell, or a color pink bring back the sound of footsteps, running, whispers of fear, feelings gone insecure, when the sounds that shattered innocence came and went, one November Friday. |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Brava lady.. brava... |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
I remember that day too. I was in school… History class. Sad day indeed. I am reminded of it each year. Changed my life in more ways than one. My dad was in M.I. 4th Army HQ, Ft. Sam Houston, TX. at the time, And he was in the group that was to coordinate the security. I was not privileged to the info until much later on, after I joined the military. I am still fascinated. Good one. JL |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Extremely powerfully written...the vividness of heart, body, soul and mind woven throughout...you truly brought us there with you while our own experiences echoed in our heartbeats and rippled in our minds. Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
a day not to be forgotten easily...and you have penned it well Very good writing. |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
It is wonderful to see some of the poetry dedicated to JFK today. Even though I am Canadian, he was without a doubt my favorite political figure. I remember that I was devastated that day, and still this day miss his presence. A very nice presentation Sunshine. |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
Brava:: truly moving, gripping read, Sunshine! **Mari** **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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Shelley Member
since 2000-01-27
Posts 263Ohio, USA |
A moment penned in time ... |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Thank you, Karilea.....  |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
indeed! |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"innocence came and went, one November Friday." Yes..yes it indeed did. I was living in Michigan then.. how well I remember the day. Well done. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Yes... thank you... Dealy Plaza... so different today... and yet... as I walked those sidewalks, my feet took me back in time... to a little girl and the school intercom... your title couldn't be more appropriate or your poem more true. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
A beautiful flow of words and experience...James |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
"sounds that shattered innocence.." No combination of words could ever say it better than that...  |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Not even close - but too young for Kennedy - I do however, remember the disbelief at the shooting or Regan - I can only imagine what it must have been like then - you penned this so well -  SusanHappiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
Was in catholic school, in church and the nuns whispered it down the pews "the president's been shot" Recall vivdly seeing Ruby shoot Oslwald live on the sunporch TV. I was 10. America hasn't been right since. Enjoyed the poem, wish it were from a bad dream. |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
i was 8 and too innocent to really grasp it, and truthfully i still can't completely. i do remember the chill walking home from school that day, amid the cries of grownups huddled close together. |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
A difficult time. So much anguish, so many threads, so many secrets. In nine more years the seal is broken. Teach the young, who now are being taught it is just a video game, to read the real material and to pay attention to how a government can be stolen. |
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