Sunday Wordle #87: top, visibility, sigh, rushes, unfolded, tragic,listen, milky, glassy, lighten, blast, slicks

The Children

 Sighs escaped from listeners
as the tragic story unfolded.  Glassy-
eyed from shock and horror,
parents whose children were blasted
from their lives, gathered together
to lighten their burden by sharing
their pain.  Slicks of rain slid down
their clothing, as a storm rushed
toward them.  Visibility at the top
of the hill was compromised,
but unnoticed for most
who could not see anything
in front of them, save
milky shadows of children
never to scratch the itch
of curiosity about life,
finding out what it all means.

Written for:  http://thesundaywhirl.wordpress.com

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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6 Responses to Sunday Wordle #87: top, visibility, sigh, rushes, unfolded, tragic,listen, milky, glassy, lighten, blast, slicks

  1. Of all the poems written about Sandy Hook with these words, I like this one the best. Although it paints a vivid image of the aftermath, it is spoken in the soft tone of extending comfort. Like healing wings softly folding around that gathering. Thank you,

    Elizabeth

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  2. Sorry, but my comments seem to be disappearing for some reason. I really like your poem for its soft tone of healing comfort.

    Elizabeth

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  3. Heartfelt sorrow, thick with emotion. Very well written. The wordle words worked well for this topic.

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