nine was was
September 11, 2008
It seemed a time of respect.
Skies were skies,
no chalky lines
of jet smoke –
only bird and cloud and flag.
Terrorism
was not yet entertainment.
Booty and bullets
disappeared from the screen.
Reflection and restraint
seemed a collective value.
Never to return,
we lived briefly
in the eye of chaos.
qazse 
September 11, 2008 at 9:36 pm
This is a repost about those days and weeks following September 11.
September 12, 2008 at 8:14 pm
I love it.
September 14, 2008 at 11:39 am
thanks!