nine was was

September 11, 2015

It seemed a time of respect.

Skies were skies,
no chalky lines.

Only bird, cloud
flag.

Booty and bullets
vanished.

Terrorism was not yet
entertainment.

Reflection and restraint
a  brief national value.

Never to return,

We lived briefly
in the eye of a blood storm.

One Response to “nine was was”

  1. fencer Says:

    Hi qazse,

    Nice to see you writing again on your blog with your usual succinct and sharp manner.

    Regards


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