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For G...whom I lost on 9-11

edablledabll Posts: 39
edited August 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
This dedication is for my fiance, Greg, who worked at Cantor on 9-11 and who I miss and will always love.

G,

Everywhere I turn
I find the scent of you
It's all that I have left
At night to get me through

I crawled under the covers
And there within my bed
Is this warm aroma of you
That lingers in my head

So I got up instead
And stood alone outside
With my eyes closed I felt
Your arms around me as I cried

I walked over to the swing
And settled down there
But still I heard your voice
Whispering my depair

I wandered back into the house
And stood at the bathroom sink
Even then I smelled your scent
And the fragrance made me think

Everywhere I turn
I find of you a trace
A smell, a scent, a thought
A tear upon my face

There's no escaping this love
For it fills my very heart,
Even though you're not here
We're never far apart

In my mind I see your face
In my heart your voice
Everywhere I turn
I'm still loving you by choice

Eventually I made it
Back into our bed
The smell, the thought, the sound of you
Dancing in my head

And as I drifted off to sleep
One thought came to mind
I will love you forever, G
And always thru all time.

L

xo
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Comments

  • Holey GhostHoley Ghost Posts: 744
    L....reading this brought tears to my eyes
    hopefully one day
    U2 can be re-united
    and once again breath each others scent
    face to face

    a beautiful poem
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  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    You create the immediate experience of loss, genuinely experienced and cathartically felt. You know, I think, even though you are writing about something of such powerful political magnitude as 9/11 - and, let's all be honest, tales of loss in 9/11 have been exploited by media and politicians - the truth of the human experience of grief of a suddenly lost loved one will transcend its historical context, and speak on a universal level. I believe you poem would give enormous comfort to the fellow bereaved of 9/11. But it does even more than that. It registers with everyone who has ever loved, and lost someone.

    I appreciate the fact that you put it in rhyme, too. The poem becomes a song, accessible and close to rhythm of heartbeat, the rhythm of life, where grief rises as a love, a voice.


    Thankyou.
  • Gary CarterGary Carter Posts: 14,067
    my heart goes out to u.what a lovely poem this is
    Ron: I just don't feel like going out tonight
    Sammi: Wanna just break up?

  • edablledabll Posts: 39
    Thank you all. I wrote this for Greg on the one year anniversary of 9-11 and was still too traumatized to read it at Ground Zero on the 1st anniversary.

    This year, 5 long years later, feel I have the strength to do it.

    Hugs to all.
  • Holey GhostHoley Ghost Posts: 744
    I wrote this some time after 9-11 after images of the towers falling were long-burned into my memory yet the pain and suffering of those who died that day includding the rescue workers still haunted by, and I wrote this poem as my way to to try and release some of that emotion. L....I guess the line about the hearts that broke that unfateful day, included you. I am so sorry that you had endure such infathomable pain.

    I'll Save Your Life Today

    The flames are roaring out of the towers
    Smoke has filled the New York sky
    God give me strength, give me power
    It’s too beautiful a morning to die
    Victims scream out to God, Why!?

    Going up the endless stairs my heart is racing
    Thoughts of unknown souls to save
    Many unsung heroes this day will make
    Many hearts, this day will break
    I am rushing to the top ‘fore it’s too late

    Thoughts of my family race through my mind
    Thoughts of the horror I will find
    The heat pushes me back
    But there’re many more stairs to climb
    The survivors sprinting down the stairs
    Leaving the horror behind
    My equipment is getting heavy
    My focus on saving more survivors needs to be steady
    With all my training for days like this, I am ready
    My sweat is poring, debris is falling
    For God, the victims are calling!
    I must press on to put out the fire
    The situation ‘round me growing dire

    A raucous rumble is starting to shake the tower
    I’ve got to be strong, I’ve got will power, to carry on
    My God! The ground is shaking beneath my feet
    Images of my family flash before my eyes
    I’ve got to get to the survivors before the heat
    In the next instant I realize,
    Now the tower is falling down
    My ultimate sacrifice is at Ground Zero Town
    I tried to save your life today
    Together we are in heaven I pray
    Memories of our families we take
    Our sorrows for the hearts this day we break

    21 Dec 2001 Holey Ghost
    Create Good Things........
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