I Saw it Happen ~ Poetics ~ dVersePoets

Ten years ago, I was at home, playing the role of super Mom to my year old daughter, and thinking we had the world by the you know whats!  In a rather odd turn of events, I had the tv tuned to CNN.  I am not a news watcher, but for what ever reason, I saw the events of 9/11 unfold...and it changed me at my core.  Mark has asked us at Poetics today, to turn toward the memorial...whether the events of ten years ago, or an equally moving circumstance.  This was incredibly difficult for me and of the pages I've filled in an effort to answer the poetic prompt at dVerse...this is the closest to post-worthy I've come.

I Saw it Happen


I saw it happen – I felt the fear
Unbelievable moment- Nightmare is real
I watched it over – running on loop
Detached-disconnected-all too surreal
No feel –
-ing could describe
Dreamlike disbelief
Heavy weight of grief
Indestructible towers
Lost super powers
As the walls begin to crumble
Tumble
Where the rubber meets the road
Burdens – heavy load
Those who protect our souls
Had their sights set on different roads

There’s fire in the sky
At the hands of those who’d die
In the name of their father
At the ungodly hour
A day of brilliant sun-undone
Lost amongst the bodies falling,
Officials stalling
Drowning in no longer important papers
Now foundation for skyscrapers

Sacred earth now lends rebirth
Our leaders were not safe
Missiles fly, weight of sky
Mothers, children, fathers die
Air Force one, its story time.
I saw it happen, I saw his fear
Alarm bells ringing
No escape clear
And for days after
Those lost than found
And those poor souls
Sent straight to ground
Never found
Dollars pay for doctors’ fees
Broadcasters scream that we are free..
yet can't erase the memory
and forever chained
We will remain
This was the day
The world was changed.


Comments

Unknown said…
nope memories can't be erased ..I thought I was watching a die hard movie until I realised it was actually real and happening.Love your gritty feel you gave this ..thank you
Claudia said…
...As the walls begin to crumble, somehow the world as we knew it began to crumble and we're still stumbling about the scattered parts that spread like stings across the world...fine write tashi..
Pat Hatt said…
Great capture of the moment as the sky did rumble and the buildings did crumble. As you say right at the end, changed for sure at each and every floor.
Anonymous said…
Such depth to that day. Thanks for the reminder.
Glynn said…
And when you see it happen, you bear witness in the hope that it never happens again. Good poem, Natasha.
Fireblossom said…
...and all the while, Dubya went on reading My Pet Goat and looking clueless.

I'll never understand the kind of unreasoning hate that drives people to do this kind of thing to strangers. And to say it is done in the name of any god is absurd.
Anonymous said…
Natasha, these passionately wrought verses reveal the imprint of those tragic events on your mind and heart. Thank you for sharing such depth of feeling with us.

David
Brian Miller said…
smiles. i appreciate the hardness it was to write this...i get emotional each time i try...all the jumble of emotion around it...each day as i have written in the last 4 has been a different facet...nice testimony to your own view of it...it caught us all by surprise...and became surreal very fast....
ayala said…
Tasha, nice write. I watched it all unfold on GMA ... my little one was an infant and my older son was in high school... I stayed glued in disbelief . Watching the ceremony today my tears flowed .
Anonymous said…
Glad you shared.
Scarlet said…
Thanks for sharing your thoughts on this fateful day.

After 10 years, I still remember it too. Watching the footages today made it all so unreal, yet it happened.
libithina said…
Great share Tash ~ yes it will be one of those you will never forget where you were and what you were doing ~ like Kennedys assassination ~ here (UK) the Aberfan disaster ~ I like you had the tv on and a prog was interrupted with a scene that me and my daughter thought was not real ~ both in disbelief ~ even now it's hard to take in and hard to watch ~ *tears* flowed watching the families ~ still raw for one and all ~ ty for sharing Tash and for your words ~ Lib x
hedgewitch said…
You clearly transcribe your reaction for all to see, remember. relate, and realize the heaviness of the burden those days have laid on us will never quite fall off our shoulders, however hard we shrug. Fine handling of a subject all too easy to distort--instead, it's plainer than ever here.
Anonymous said…
Sacred earth now lends rebirth...makes me think of the metaphor of the Phoenix rising from the ashes. Those memories are etched in all our minds. I watched it unfold as I lay recovering from my kidney transplant. The pain went from my body to my heart.
Beachanny said…
Well written, Tash. Your words echo the feeling and emotions of countless. Nearly everyone remembers where they were. I was leaving for NY by car (and then Nova Scotia) and I went. Wonderful work here.
Very vivid and evocative, Natasha-- this is the most difficult of things to write of, I think, because it was dramatic to the 100th power, and now has been elevated to spectacle for many. Good for you for persevering--xxxj
Mark Kerstetter said…
Thank you, Natasha. Your torment in finding something to write is just as touching as what you finally shared with us.

I'm one of Bush's biggest critics, but it's interesting to note that people who were schoolchildren in the classroom that day have been interviewed and every one of them said positive things about the president. They all appreciated that he went on with the reading and didn't scare them, even though they were well aware something was wrong. The question still remains whether there was a larger issue than not scaring one group of children....just throwing it out there....
The Silver Fox said…
Very touching. It is indeed a day where anyone can remember where they were when they first became aware of what was happening. Great poem.
Ann LeFlore said…
No this did happen and I was like you when I got the phone call and turned on the TV I thought it was a film out of Hollywood and it was not really true. But it was and so sad as they played it over and over again on International TV
http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/09/11/the-sorrow-of-our-times/
seasideauthor said…
The day that 'the world changed'
what a great powerful verse.
My TV was already on and I thought for sure it was going to kill my husband at the time. The lack of mercy for the innocent forever changed society. At the time completely crushed our hearts through their ignorance and disregard for life. He did pass 3 years later.
Unknown said…
Oh, I can relate to this because my son was 2. I kept thinking, what have I done by bringing this child into this crazy world. It was a scary day for sure, and I agree that this was a tough one. I scrapped several myself. Well done :)
Anonymous said…
From the heart and true to your voice, fine write on a devastatingly difficult subject (I didn't have your courage).
joanna said…
Love the title here-- seeing through your eyes the events unfolding... and that last line says it all.
Rachel Hoyt said…
A VERY worthy remembrance poem. Great write.
Ed Pilolla said…
it was a day that will live in infamy. i felt panic in this, and that was pretty cool as a reader.
Larry Matthews said…
Well said.Well written.The day freedom died.

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