Written for: Wednesday Muse #9 (posted by Toni)
“I am making this short and sweet: write about an anniversary or several in one poem. Let’s try our best to make this true poetry instead of prose broken into lines. Fireblossom wrote a wonderful article about writing poetry and it woke me up a bit.”
Anniversaries are not always happy,
celebration of sadness does not take place.
In lieu of a cake, which would be tacky,
tears well up, old dragons need slaying.
Our world has changed since that black Tuesday
when buildings collapsed and death took charge.
We all had to learn to live a new way,
searching for loved ones, their faces in collage.
Funerals were held without a body,
and rescuers dug in blinding ash.
Now that truth of health toll is known, we agree,
death of responders grows each year that passes.
Politicians decided, let’s build bigger,
yet, still I see that gaping hole, and shiver.