September 11th

A follow up on my poem "The Game of War"

The soaring on high,

The crashing out loud,

The scream of pain,

The screams of now,

The flesh that was ripped,

The lives that were taken,

Some have forgot,

None have forsaken.

Author's Note

A delicate look into the the horror of that day, my prayers and thoughts are still with you and always will be.

Reviews

[Chris]

Their ARE existence pausing moments... and the sheer barbarity of them IS mind disparaging. Our media brings everything to the table AS it happens and thereafter bombards the captive audience until we become numb to the events and their replays. A strong write Tom.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Chris.

[Coyote Poetry]

"Some have forgot,
None have forsaken"
You said a lot my friend. I try to write of positive things. Lately hard to do. I remember my father a Vietnam and Korean war veterans with tears in his eyes when I left for war. I hope I won't have to do for Grandchildren. Thank you for your powerful words.
Coyote

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

I'll pray you will never have to suffer that moment, thank you my darling.

[Coyote Poetry]

I pray everyday I don't.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A flowing and poignant poem thjat captures the essance of the situation!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you John.

[Baby Ricochet]

They called an assembly on base that day and told us what had happened. When the base commander himself took the podium we knew it was big stuff. When he made the announcement the murmuring from the Marines was almost deafening. It was a weird mixture of anxiety, fury and excitement. We knew we were going to be deployed, and soon. My buddy Kuala said "Holy s**t it's on." It was on alright. It was the start of the greatest adventure of my life.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Indeed, and for the world!

[Mark]

"some have forgot, None have forsaken." Love those two lines!

Excellent write about a very tragic day. well crafted!

[Maya Storm]

Gut wrenching pain written in eight lines :
nothing more to say

[Jack Isaac]

I'm often amazed at how quickly people forget -- or should I say, choose not to remember? Hopefully, writers such as yourself will keep the torch afire -- just as fire belongs in torches, not in buildings. Similarly, we are reminded that screams of pain and ripping of flesh are best kept at the tip of an author's pen, rather than in real-life buildings. Superb little poem here! Thanx for the reminder :)

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Beautifully written x a day that will never be forgotten xx

[Jazique]

Wow nice job in honor a day filled with sorrow, history, and all that will never be forgotton with the people along with it. As key words and line capture it all bringing it together. Anyways well done.

[silver threaded queen]

Wonderful memoir, I cannot remember much I was only in second grade when it happened, but wonderfully put!!