memorials...

remembering...

From the Arizona

To Omaha beach

The Alamo

And Ford’s Theatre

The stone black wall that stands in D.C.

Dachau and Auschwitz

World Trade center, Shanksville and the Pentegon

The battlefields of the mason Dixon line

To roadside epitaphs and cemetery headstones

A plaque, a hospital wing, a park or arena

We remember somehow

In someway

Everything affected us differently

From generation to generation

We carried scars

Some are fresh

Some are old and calloused

But we leave ourselves reminders

So that we don’t repeat

We don’t forget

And keep a space open

In the hearts of the living…

Author's Note

for my good friend mikey...

Reviews

[Kenneth The Poet]

I like this. Every time I drive by a certain spot on a certain stretch of pavement in eastern ND, I see the spots where three-fourths of a family was destroyed. I see those markers everywhere, from the rez to the backwater hamlets that dot the landscape. The sad thing is, we never learn from our mistakes, and we are bound to blip out of existence at some point and there will be no trace of us at all. That puts everything into perspective real fast.

[Cursed]

Beautiful poem. Enjoyed every word.

[sharonlee]

Powerful and emotive... visual reminders of the steps we take, the events that shape us and the memories that stay with us.
Great clarity and word usage.

Thank you also for commenting on 'Splintered Bench'

Peace

[Cathy Wattam]

This is a well written poem, full of emotion and it speaks volumes. We do need to remember and yet we forget. Thanks, I enjoyed it.

[Amila Jay]

Great write!

[Coyote Poetry]

We need to remember the wars and the violence. You would think the leaders of this world would learn from so much death. To seek peace. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Revolutionary]

I feel this as you do.Sometimes I wonder if we were never told about all the people who had died senslessly if their deaths would be any less senseless.I find these to be the dying times and we who live through it will be lost and lonely

[Red Raven]

I can imagine how it feels. Every sigh connected universally.It carries message and a new hope.-'Some are fresh
Some are old and calloused
But we leave ourselves reminders
So that we don’t repeat
We don’t forget'

I really like these lines. thanks for sharing.:O)

[Alessander]

it really is odd that humans as a species commemorate death - esp in the west - I mean, we visit graveyards and put the ashes of beloved ones in the bedroom - hell, some ppl stuff their dead pets...but somehow, it satisfies a primal urge.

In some parts of a foreign land, they put the remains out in the desert so that the vultures, worms and elements reclaim the body which is too holy for human ritual...don't know why I thought of that...

[Joiedevivre]

Really touched me... there is something about remembering lives lost even if no-one observes our commemoration.