Her Name was Amber ~ OpenLinkNight

I've got glasses to polish, a stage to set, and a need to share a poem.  Sounds like OpenLinkNight might once again be upon us! Thank god it's Tuesday!

It has been an eventful week here in my part of the world. A double edged sword, as the body of a missing teenager was recently discovered not far from my home.  Posters have been everywhere, and strangers have not been welcomed.  Having a daughter of my own, this month has been terrifying, and I can not imagine, what that family must be going through. Prayers for closure, for healing and for justice are needed, as a family and a community tries to come to terms with this awful loss.

Her Name Was Amber

Her name was Amber
I say was, because
Up until the weekend, an entire community
Still had hope.

But like the amber leaves
Gone to ground
This time of year
So too, had she

Vigils now
Not for prayers for her return
Rather that she is welcomed
In heaven, that she did not suffer
That a killer be brought to justice

19 with her life ahead
Now 19 years of memories
Ended in a month of tears
We walk in fear
For every daughter

Every sister, every mother, every girl
Her face is our face
Plastered to telephone poles
Store fronts and windshields
The forest couldn’t keep the secret

Any longer
And slowly her face will disappear
But our hearts will remember
This picture of innocence
Our world erased.

Her name was Amber
Now Poets, will you answer our call and join us at dVerse for another OpenLinkNight?  I hope so, for purely selfish reasons...I need to get my poetry reading on! (and all your prayers will be appreciated)

Comments

Lance said…
AS someone with 3 daughters, one of which is a teenager, this really resonated.

I love the juxaposition of hopefullness and realism. I like how you ended it.

Brilliant poetry. Just excellent.
Anonymous said…
That was unbelievable Natasha... I'm at a loss for words.
Pat Hatt said…
Hopefully justice will be found
Never even knew about this, must have my head in the ground
Captured the whole ordeal of the community too
Hats off the you tashtoo
Uneven Stephen said…
Wow, immensely powerful poem. Great work. So sorry for the family and of course the girl. That second stanza gives me shivers. Scary times!
ayala said…
So heartbreaking and sad. Beautiful tribute.
Unknown said…
So sad ..but a beautiful tribute that will allow her to live in some memories ....thank you for sharing x
Scarlet said…
how sad and tragic.. i feel the mother's heartbreak ~

thanks for sharing this ~
Brian Miller said…
dang what a hard thing for a family and a community to walk throug...to see one cut down so young...so much hope and promise gone...i hope that they will bring the one who did this to justice...
Unknown said…
Good piece Tash. I like the way you spun the tale, consistently using Amber, in personification and in metaphor. Great write, hopefully it gets read a bunch. I get sickened when I think of all those creeps out there. Sometimes we, as poets, have a responsibility to lend what we can, and well, for poets, it's typically with our voice. Way to use yours, and thanks for hosting OLN, see ya at the bar:)
Claudia said…
oh this is so horrible..having a 17 and 20 year old daughter myself, this brought tears to my eyes tash...praying that they catch him
hedgewitch said…
So sad to know that this is happening all over our world, every day, I'm a firm believer in teaching young girls to be paranoid and able to defend themselves, but you can never be prepared for everything. Excellent writing, Natasha--I know this must have been a harrowing time for your community, and a difficult write.
said…
This section is gut-wrenching:

"We walk in fear
For every daughter


Every sister, every mother, every girl
Her face is our face
Plastered to telephone poles"

My favorite line is:
"the forest couldn't keep the secret"

Amber's family will be on my heart, Tash. Thank you for sharing this heartfelt poem.
Maude Lynn said…
That is so sad. You wrote beautifully about an unimaginably horrible thing.
Laurie Kolp said…
Oh, that's so sad, Natasha. We had a recently had a 14 year old's remains show up after months of searching for her thinking she had run away. So, so sad especially for those of us with daughters.
I have no daughters, still you made me weep. The worst tragedies need no embellishment; plain, clear, truthful language from the heart serves best to tell them in the most moving way, as in this heart-rending poem. I hope it was cathartic for you.
Ginny Brannan said…
Yes, we need to remember their names. We had a young girl of 16, Molly Bish, disappear from the small town of Warren not far from mine in 2000. It is a sad and evil world we live in where psychos need to prey on children. My heart goes out to your town and all who knew her. A very thoughtful and well written tribute, Natasha.
Beachanny said…
Amber (of the Amber alert) was kidnapped in my town, taken in an oversized black truck. It's been many years, but I make mental notes of all the black trucks' license plates I see and watch for them parked by the elementary school across the street from my house. He was never caught. Poem well done, chilling, but an alert to all. Thanks.
Anonymous said…
Really Heartbreaking. A beautiful write nonetheless.
Anonymous said…
sad... your words bring hope
Fireblossom said…
As the man said...ask not for whom the bell tolls. It tolls for thee. When this happens to one of us, it is all of us at risk. Still.
Anonymous said…
Oh wow.
so sad. so horrible. so unfair.
your poem truly moves me, we have the same damned activity here (in Virginia)...too damned many, too damned much. don't know how this all got started, or maybe it was there all along.
Your poem is a wonderful homage to that child.
thank you.
theborgpoet said…
Her name was Amber and her story is a sad story for Canadians. Nice memorial to her Tash.perhaps include a picture?.
Unknown said…
aww.. really hate to hear a life lost before it hardly got started.. may she rest in peace.. amazing poem Natasha
So very sorry to hear about this-- so tragic. Praying for your community heal and grow closer to one another.
Blessings to Amber, to you and yours and your community. Prayers have been said and will be said. My brother isn't too far from where you are.

This is a very nice piece. These lines are beautiful and haunting.:
"But like the amber leaves
Gone to ground
This time of year
So too, had she"

Poetry has a way of healing as you know. Blessed be to you all.
Anonymous said…
before my uncle passed he always said, "do not mourn me, be happy, throw a party. i will be in a better place than you."

this reminded me of him, thank you. ♥
a tragic yet hauntingly beautiful tribute.
I felt a shiver run through me as I read it.
Daydreamertoo said…
Awww... we've been seeing this on our news. Such a pretty young girl too. What a sad time for her parents, family and friends because until her body was found, at least they had hope.
I hope they catch the swine who did this.
Your prose its home because I have a 15 1/2 year old just itching to be let lose and stay out later etc etc.. Although we're pretty crime free here, nowhere is truly 'safe' anymore.
Arron Shilling said…
Hi Tash

Tough and sombre words. S2 is heavy and powerful. Strong poetry
Timoteo said…
Poignant, and very nicely done.
River said…
Oh sad and scary. A poem to remember a life we may not know but hearts will pour tears world wide for her. Great verse Tash. :)
Steve King said…
A very sad story very thoughtfully rendered. The idea of something like that happening so close to home...Words do help though, and I know yours will.
knot eye said…
very strong write...forcing it out isn't always easy...thank you

Peace
Yousei Hime said…
Beautiful catharsis. I hope you find soothing poetry in your reading tonight.
Henry Clemmons said…
Very sad. I will be praying too for all involved. Luv to you and your community. I also pray they find the person responsible. I am attending a funeral tomorrow. I hate wearing black. Your poem was great, but the message was overpowering. Safety to you and ur family.
Her name was Amber... I have actually stopped reading news paper.. its so full of Ambers .... where are we all going... sad... your tribute to her is heartfelt...
'19 with her life ahead
Now 19 years of memories
Ended in a month of tears'
...

Shashi
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/11/whispers-tears-in-rain.html
intense, prayer-making poem, Natasha-- extremely evocative-- this poem assuages, with its tenderness, the grief of all who lose or in the letting go of their young ones, fear losing them. xxxxj
The Silver Fox said…
"But like the amber leaves
Gone to ground
This time of year
So too, had she"

Tragic, and touching. Nice piece.
kelvin s.m. said…
..sad to think that things like this are truly happening in this li’l world... and though we are not genetically connected we feel the pain and loss for we have undergone the same elemental process of creation.. excellent piece.

Good day.

~Kelvin
I like how the forest couldn't keep the secret connects to the leaves of paper coming out on (I pictured wooden) telephone poles.
Anonymous said…
A wonderful tribute to a lost innocent, and cry for justice. I don't have a daughter, but I do feel the tragic loss thru ur powerful words. xx
Harish G. said…
This was sad, god bless her family.
And as goes the saying, "nothing stays hidden for long."
Adura Ojo said…
I echo Lance in his comments. You've dealt with a difficult subject with such sensitivity and creative soul. The Amber metaphor reminds us of the transient yet permanent nature of loss. Well done, Natasha.
Broken Sparkles said…
The ugly truth! Young girls and boys die and there is no punishment, no redemption... Poetry for the soul! Absolutely enjoyed, despite the sad tune in this one!
Patricia said…
Oh, the strength in community and prayers. No words can express such grief or terror. What a hopeful, tender write for something so raw.
Unknown said…
Such troubling emotions tumble around this story, you capture that well in your words my friend. The symbolism of the falling amber leaves especially touching in image. A truly sad time... ~ Rose
Anonymous said…
Thank you for giving her and your community a voice through this suffering. You're all in my prayers as is every young girl who fights for her life each day whether poverty, abuse, or violence plagues her. I'm crying over this excellent write.
Mary said…
Amber will not be forgotten. Your poem is being read by people all over the world. Perhaps you will share it with her family when the time is right?
Heart-wrenching tribute... A community banding together in a cry for justice, in memory of Amber. Tragic.
Anonymous said…
Oh my god, that's horrible Natasha - a tragedy and a terror. There is so much senseless cruelty in this world...thank goodness there are people like yourself to offer tribute to those who fall victim to it. Absolutely heart-breaking.
Virginia Robert said…
Beautiful words that capture a tragic loss. It felt like a prayer for all of us. Thanks!
libithina said…
so very sorry to read of this Tash, seems more real being closer to home and so sad to say it won't be the last time I will hear ~ the reverberations still ripple many years later as a little boy of two in my home town was taken and killed by two boys not even in their teens, think this shook the world ~ my daughter was the age of the child that was taken at the time ~ and reins were used by everyone ~ wish it would stop, these senseless crimes and waste of such young lives ~ thinking of Amber ~ Lib x
Especially liked the gentle way you said,

But like the amber leaves
Gone to ground
This time of year
So too, had she

But why does no one ever seem to speak of this as a very real problem of male violence, which is rife in our world? Why is male anger and violence against women and girls not tackled full on for what it is? We need to protect females by changing the minds of men and boys and pursuading them that violence is not the way to proceed. Ever.
The Orange Tree said…
your words swing and twinkle,
beautiful amber leaves imagery.
James Rainsford said…
A heart-felt and very sad poem. To tackle such a subject at all brings us up against our own impotence and the realisation that we can offer no reasons for such a tragic loss. So very, very sad.
Ella said…
I agree heart felt n' haunting! I remember a similar tragedy,in our area. It is so sad and tragic~ It changes the view of your community, as dread crawls into the corners of your mind. Wondering who, why and then slowly time changes the view, but not for all. Some are permanently scarred.
Your line, "Her face is our face"
so powerful and true. I am so sorry n' sad to hear this~

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