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In remembrance of 26/11

Ink ripples on mirthless quietude.

Ash turns to silver
The river gleams in the first sun,
then yields to blinding white,
absorbing the sweat, blood, tears, bullets, orphaned cries.
And ashes.

The river flows on.
My pen trawls a bottomless pit.

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16 comments:

  1. Anonymous11:39 AM

    This was beautiful and haunting at the same time. Thank you.

    Leigh Ann Otte
    Freelance Writer and Editor

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  2. Anonymous5:37 AM

    love your words, short yet feel with emotions and actions, wonderfully written =D

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  3. This one is awesome remembrance of 26/11..

    Someone Is Special

    Happy Rally

    --Someone Is Special--

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  4. lovely poem.
    your words are magical!

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  5. Anonymous6:51 AM

    I think you've delivered a powerful and gripping piece in these brief lines. The imagery you use and your choice of words evoke strong emotions in me as a reader, and I thoroughly enjoyed every word. I especially like how you've kept the form tight, which works well for the direct delivery of this piece. Great job!

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  6. The words chosen are beautiful and you have constructed your poem well

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  7. Anonymous9:50 AM

    priceless...
    loved the flow of words.. and yes my heart aches at 26/11 too :(

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  8. Anonymous4:32 PM

    Oooh. Trawling pen. Powerful image! Thanks for that.
    Shawn of the Rally
    http://shawnbird.com/2010/10/17/shes-gone

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  9. Anonymous2:31 PM

    Short poem, full of powerful words.

    If you're interested here's my entry: Panda Wolf - Hey Rain, how are you feeling?

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  10. Anonymous7:22 PM

    Great use of imagery.. your words are haunting.

    here is my post for Week 31
    http://missbrittab.wordpress.com/2010/10/20/come-to-hell-with-me/

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  11. Anonymous6:54 AM

    This is nice thought
    Good craft of words.

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  12. Anonymous5:58 PM

    haunting, truly.

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  13. Thanks all! Have enjoyed reading your comments.

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  14. Anonymous11:12 AM

    "Ink ripples on mirthless quietude."

    It truly does. Such horrific events occur and are swept away, but they resonate in the mind. Wonderfully evocative.

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