Photo credit and much thanks to Tedy Tung
Looking Up That Day
Unimaginable to ever think,
that looking up that day
into adoring eyes,
a last time for goodbyes.
Not realizing at the time,
how those moments would securely bind.
Forever connecting hearts to hearts,
and minds to evil mindless acts.
Unbelievable the sight,
those looking up that day,
so many steps to climb,
such brave response, too little time.
How profane this stage to meet one’s destiny,
honor and valor would be their legacy.
Unfathomable the sacrifice,
so unacceptable the price.
A note from Chris
I wrote this on Sunday, September 11, 2011 on the 10th anniversary of the events of 9/11/2001 in NYC. The basic words and concept came to me in just a few short hours. After this past year, I am now debating about the possibility of adding to the poem one more perspective of “looking up”! Of course, that would be my very personal inclination of having faith in God. What are your thoughts? I would love to hear your ideas and suggestions. There is a comments section below this post.
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Quite beautiful and touching. I do like the ‘looking up’ thread, I can understand why you would wish to expand it. Either way, it is a lovely piece.
Nicely penned. An honorable tribute.
Beautifully done!
“Unbelievable the sight,
those looking up that day,
so many steps to climb,
such brave response, so little time.”
I love that stanza!!
You develop a loving and somber remembering, well done. ~ Rose
so many brave responses, so little time…there is a nice hope in your words…and the reminder as well to keep looking up….
this is a great reminder that we need to look up every day, cherish what we have, live.
It’s hard to say whether adding to it would be good or not without seeing what you want to add. I would say that a poem is a very personal expression, so you should do what feels right to you. At least, play around with it and see what happens.
Looking up to the sky that day
As I stood on Fifth Avenue
I saw the second plane
Join with the second building.
The smoke clouds
In a straight line to the left
And bursting from the pavement
Ended a day with nothing left above.
well done, Chris
A fine tribute to the bravery and sacrifice of that day, especially that last stanza.
Sometimes, a little says an awful lot, and I think that applies here, maybe expanding it would possibly lessen its effect?
Yeah.. we just never know what the day or life will bring, crap like this should never come due, but the nuts around us don’t ever seem to get that, great verse.
What a wonderful tribute to all that were affected by 911. Thank you for such a beautiful piece of word art. You are an amazing poet, Chris!