Ruth sent me this link. Enjoy.
http://www.alwaysbesideme.com/quotes-about-faith.html
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Kittens - by Erica M. Berberena
Kittens
Kitten kittens everywhere
Jumping running in the chairs,
They're loving, caring and sweet as well,
that's why we think they're so swell.
Erica Berberena
9/20/08
Larry and Mario had been
in my room with me, going
wild and being loving as
well.
Kitten kittens everywhere
Jumping running in the chairs,
They're loving, caring and sweet as well,
that's why we think they're so swell.
Erica Berberena
9/20/08
Larry and Mario had been
in my room with me, going
wild and being loving as
well.
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Friday, September 19, 2008
My Service
My hands and my feet
my voice and my pen
ready to serve your call
in the church, in our faith
to the ends of the earth
wherever your will sends me
Let my hands be your hands,
these hands yours alone,
Let my feet go where you would walk
Let my voice praise you
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my voice and my pen
ready to serve your call
in the church, in our faith
to the ends of the earth
wherever your will sends me
Let my hands be your hands,
these hands yours alone,
Let my feet go where you would walk
Let my voice praise you
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My Gifts
Gifts you have given
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to be shared with others
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My Presence
Fully present, my hands,
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My Prayers
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lifting them up to you oh God
That they may be healed
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That this world would grow
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My Life
By the convenantal words of joining, belonging
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who I am, my life for you, Lord
Make me worthy each day
Let me be Christ to the world.
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Touching Christ
Like the Lady in the crowd
we reach out to Christ
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By that touch, we are healed.
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The Mask of Sin
The mask of Sin, its veneer
taken on by Christ
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doing the father’s will, fulfilling,
playing his part on the stage
wearing the face of sin, its stain
making us clan in sacrifice
burning it away, refining fire
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The mask removed, God revealed.
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Humble
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Take up your cross
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Amen and amen again
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Humble
Ready to serve
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Take up your cross
Imagine that day when we will meet our savior
Amen and amen again
Now go out and be Christ to the world!
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From Behind
Without an audience
a quick touch of his robe
the fringe of his clothes
She came from behind him
following him, the crowds
Healed in her belief.
September 19, 2008
Luke 8:43-48
a quick touch of his robe
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She came from behind him
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Healed in her belief.
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The Fringe of His Clothes
Only touching the fringe of his clothes
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she was healed by that brief connection
the tattered fringe of his robe alone
immediately healed, the cut sealed
made whole by her belief
Touching the fringe, less than the hem
Healed immediately
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Tuesday, September 16, 2008
For Some Reason
For some reason, some greater purpose
people walk into our lives
for a moment, a season, for our lives
sharing some of who they are
teaching us, building us up,
forcing us to confront, to be comforted
to change by our meeting, our living
our growing because they are there
Odd when we feel that moment,
in the moment, that this person is one
God has placed in our path
More than we know, they are all around
traveling this journey of life
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people walk into our lives
for a moment, a season, for our lives
sharing some of who they are
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More than we know, they are all around
traveling this journey of life
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3,000 Poems
Thank you God for the gift you have given me.
What He Needed
He gave him far more
Peter’s gift, much more
more than what he asked
They gave him what he needed
saving word, the name of Christ
Healing his body and his spirit
He was made whole
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Into His Bucket
Into his bucket, his cup
into his life they poured
living waters, in the name of Christ
filling him with joy
overflowing with praise
Leaping, shouting praise to God.
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His Cup for Alms
By the gate he sat
his cup for alms
to make his way
He asked for alms,
to meet his daily needs
They gave him alms
a gift greater
Able to walk
to rise from his mat
never to beg again
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A fitting prayer
He leapt from the hand of Peter
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Redeemed, giving life
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who died and who rose
A fitting prayer, shattering the reverence
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I can walk! Praise be to God!
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A Greater Gift
They offered him a far greater gift
more than a chest of gold
By the name of our savior
spoken with power, by the rock
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ripples of love, through the generations
Healing to make him walk,
to make him see
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We Too Can Offer
Like Peter, like John, the faithful
a humble congregation, growing in faith
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offering what they did, the healing of the Lord
In our path, our walk with God,
discerning always his will for us
Offering hope, the risen Lord
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Pastor Ruth L. Foss, Suncook United Methodist Church
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No Alms to Give
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The Source of the Healing
The mighty name, the risen Lord
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Healing they Gave
More than any alms, more
so much more than silver, than gold
healing they gave, in the name
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Life changing salvation
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Healing they gave
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More than any Alm
Looking to them for alms
They called his attention,
his true, complete focus
They had something important
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More than any alm, more than gold
They offered him life
a richness, a wholeness
he had never known
Healing, complete healing
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his true, complete focus
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More than any alm, more than gold
They offered him life
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Healing, complete healing
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entering his courts with praise
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Day by Day
Faithful witness, like those at the start
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Our prayer, that writers,
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as was said of them, their faithfulness
the good fruits of their ministry
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“And day by day the Lord added to their number
those who were being saved.”
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“And day by day the Lord added to their number
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giving the good news to all
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Alive Now devotional for September 13, 2008
“The Christian way is different: harder, and easier. Christ says, “Give me all. I don’t want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want you.... Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked—the whole outfit. I will give you a new self instead. In fact, I will give you Myself: my own will shall become yours.” Both harder and easier than what we are all trying to do.” C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
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So all may know
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Alive Now devotional for September 13, 2008
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Alive Now devotional for September 13, 2008
“The Christian way is different: harder, and easier. Christ says, “Give me all. I don’t want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want you.... Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked—the whole outfit. I will give you a new self instead. In fact, I will give you Myself: my own will shall become yours.” Both harder and easier than what we are all trying to do.” C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
a prayer for each morning
that this day my feet, my path
would be your way, oh Lord
Guide me Lord, help me hear your voice
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Alive Now devotional for September 13, 2008
“The Christian way is different: harder, and easier. Christ says, “Give me all. I don’t want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want you.... Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked—the whole outfit. I will give you a new self instead. In fact, I will give you Myself: my own will shall become yours.” Both harder and easier than what we are all trying to do.” C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
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Quiet My Spirit
Quiet my spirit, Lord
let me turn my cares to you
for you alone are my rock, my redeemer
in you alone can I trust
Guide me in my work, in my words
let me feel you beside me
and let go of all my fears
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let me turn my cares to you
for you alone are my rock, my redeemer
in you alone can I trust
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Awakening Her Spirit
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Awakening her Spirit
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Wisdom in My Heart
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On the Way to the Temple
They, like their master,
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healing at the gate the lame
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healing in his name alone
He walked
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Acts 3:1-10
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Easier
Life would be easier
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September 13, 2008
Alive Now devotional for September 13, 2008
“The Christian way is different: harder, and easier. Christ says, “Give me all. I don’t want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want you.... Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked—the whole outfit. I will give you a new self instead. In fact, I will give you Myself: my own will shall become yours.” Both harder and easier than what we are all trying to do.” C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
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Alive Now devotional for September 13, 2008
“The Christian way is different: harder, and easier. Christ says, “Give me all. I don’t want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want you.... Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked—the whole outfit. I will give you a new self instead. In fact, I will give you Myself: my own will shall become yours.” Both harder and easier than what we are all trying to do.” C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
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Hard to Do
Christ’s call to us
each one of us, to lay down our selves
our former lives cast off
to take up his cross,
to put on Christ
and be his self in the world
give up your cares
follow the way
Hard to do
but we believe in the riches
the place prepared for us
September 13, 2008
Alive Now devotional for September 13, 2008
“The Christian way is different: harder, and easier. Christ says, “Give me all. I don’t want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want you.... Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked—the whole outfit. I will give you a new self instead. In fact, I will give you Myself: my own will shall become yours.” Both harder and easier than what we are all trying to do.” C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
each one of us, to lay down our selves
our former lives cast off
to take up his cross,
to put on Christ
and be his self in the world
give up your cares
follow the way
Hard to do
but we believe in the riches
the place prepared for us
September 13, 2008
Alive Now devotional for September 13, 2008
“The Christian way is different: harder, and easier. Christ says, “Give me all. I don’t want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want you.... Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked—the whole outfit. I will give you a new self instead. In fact, I will give you Myself: my own will shall become yours.” Both harder and easier than what we are all trying to do.” C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
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A prayer of a loving father
our brother our hope
calling to us, from the word
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given for us
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to cast off our burdens
to let go of our lives
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September 13, 2008
Alive Now devotional for September 13, 2008
“The Christian way is different: harder, and easier. Christ says, “Give me all. I don’t want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want you.... Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked—the whole outfit. I will give you a new self instead. In fact, I will give you Myself: my own will shall become yours.” Both harder and easier than what we are all trying to do.” C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
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September 13, 2008
Alive Now devotional for September 13, 2008
“The Christian way is different: harder, and easier. Christ says, “Give me all. I don’t want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want you.... Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked—the whole outfit. I will give you a new self instead. In fact, I will give you Myself: my own will shall become yours.” Both harder and easier than what we are all trying to do.” C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
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Give Me All
What a wonderful way to understand our faith
Christ’s call to us, “Give me all”
our wills, our bodies, our beings
to walk where he would lead
to go where he would say
to turn our troubles over,
all of our cares, our needs
to let go of control,
where we have none to start with
to give all of ourselves
to Christ, able then,
to walk with God
September 13, 2008
Alive Now devotional for September 13, 2008
“The Christian way is different: harder, and easier. Christ says, “Give me all. I don’t want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want you.... Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked—the whole outfit. I will give you a new self instead. In fact, I will give you Myself: my own will shall become yours.” Both harder and easier than what we are all trying to do.” C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
Christ’s call to us, “Give me all”
our wills, our bodies, our beings
to walk where he would lead
to go where he would say
to turn our troubles over,
all of our cares, our needs
to let go of control,
where we have none to start with
to give all of ourselves
to Christ, able then,
to walk with God
September 13, 2008
Alive Now devotional for September 13, 2008
“The Christian way is different: harder, and easier. Christ says, “Give me all. I don’t want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want you.... Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked—the whole outfit. I will give you a new self instead. In fact, I will give you Myself: my own will shall become yours.” Both harder and easier than what we are all trying to do.” C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
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Stand Up and Walk
By faith, he believed
the power given him
invoking his name
offering his hand, to support
calling him up, stand up and walk
rise from your mat, walk into the temple
Healed in an instant, life changed
with power he commanded
and his brother walked
they were all witnesses
awesome God
September 13, 2008
Acts 3:1-10
the power given him
invoking his name
offering his hand, to support
calling him up, stand up and walk
rise from your mat, walk into the temple
Healed in an instant, life changed
with power he commanded
and his brother walked
they were all witnesses
awesome God
September 13, 2008
Acts 3:1-10
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You Live
You came, to set me free
You walked here, to show the way
You gave yourself up, to be a sacrifice
You died that I may know his face
You rose; you are risen, that I may soar
You Live, that I may live
September 13, 2008
You walked here, to show the way
You gave yourself up, to be a sacrifice
You died that I may know his face
You rose; you are risen, that I may soar
You Live, that I may live
September 13, 2008
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Friday, September 12, 2008
In the Cool of History
That day, those days after
in the cool of history
visible now
moments of unity, of resolve
frittered away, lost in zealotry
in actions that divided our nation
We were ready, to fight, to sacrifice
that we were not asked to do
a polarization of our nation
war and atrocities, this time by our hands
sanctioned or ignored
a war on our own,
the wrong enemy
Men, women fighting, dying
far from home
Out there still
in the hot of insurgency,
far from the cool of history,
the open hole at Ground Zero,
our soldiers, our best
out in the field in Afghanistan,
in Iraq, for how much longer?
September 12, 2008
on the aftermath to 9/11/01
and a lost opportunity for our nation
in the cool of history
visible now
moments of unity, of resolve
frittered away, lost in zealotry
in actions that divided our nation
We were ready, to fight, to sacrifice
that we were not asked to do
a polarization of our nation
war and atrocities, this time by our hands
sanctioned or ignored
a war on our own,
the wrong enemy
Men, women fighting, dying
far from home
Out there still
in the hot of insurgency,
far from the cool of history,
the open hole at Ground Zero,
our soldiers, our best
out in the field in Afghanistan,
in Iraq, for how much longer?
September 12, 2008
on the aftermath to 9/11/01
and a lost opportunity for our nation
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Thursday, September 11, 2008
Before the Guard
Standing watch
A large flag, the stars and stripes
hanging heavy, sad, the sun
through the thin, worn fabric
Hanging at half-staff
before the Guard, on the strip
reminding us of the loss on this date
so recently still, a part of our collective
our shared consciousness
A day, a moment, like that day in Dallas
always to be hallowed, remembered
A weathered flag in the late afternoon
fitting sentry before the Guard
so many out there today
defending us in those dark places
in part because of this date
seven years at war, invisible enemy
But our flag flies still
to remember, resolve our a nation too
that terror would be avenged
our way of life would prevail
that our dream together
will never die
September 11, 2008
Army Guard, Loudon Road,
Concord, NH
A large flag, the stars and stripes
hanging heavy, sad, the sun
through the thin, worn fabric
Hanging at half-staff
before the Guard, on the strip
reminding us of the loss on this date
so recently still, a part of our collective
our shared consciousness
A day, a moment, like that day in Dallas
always to be hallowed, remembered
A weathered flag in the late afternoon
fitting sentry before the Guard
so many out there today
defending us in those dark places
in part because of this date
seven years at war, invisible enemy
But our flag flies still
to remember, resolve our a nation too
that terror would be avenged
our way of life would prevail
that our dream together
will never die
September 11, 2008
Army Guard, Loudon Road,
Concord, NH
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911 – haiku
The towers fell, loss
we were forever changed
the pain remains still
September 11, 2008
we were forever changed
the pain remains still
September 11, 2008
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Sing praises to Him
God, the Lord, the Almighty
Holy is his name
September 11, 2008
God, the Lord, the Almighty
Holy is his name
September 11, 2008
By His Service He Sang
Not with his voice, no song did he sing
no choir member, no star
by his service he sang
doing the little things, the unseen things
watching over the church, being there
when others were not, he was there
cleaning up, mending, healing the building
helping out, with his time, with his sweat
singing praises to God
by his service he sang
September 11, 2008
Ephesians 5:15-20 and Psalm 33:3
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no choir member, no star
by his service he sang
doing the little things, the unseen things
watching over the church, being there
when others were not, he was there
cleaning up, mending, healing the building
helping out, with his time, with his sweat
singing praises to God
by his service he sang
September 11, 2008
Ephesians 5:15-20 and Psalm 33:3
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As I woke this morning
As I woke this morning, I remembered
I remembered that day, the exact moment
when I saw the towers, innocence burning
a shower of debris. The gasps, of each new person
seeing the images, over and over
Feeling the same ache as when
I watched the Challenger
explode in the sky.
We watched, unsure
tears streaming down, helpless
Attacked on our soil, numb
I remember the air in the lounge,
the small screen too big
showing too vividly the pain
the anguish, the towers hit, falling
plumes of smoke, of flame
darkness that morning, echoing still
friends, new friends, in the room
who may have loved ones in New York
in the Pentagon, at that moment
a call on a cell phone
All transfixed, unable to move
I remembered that day, the exact moment
when I saw the towers, innocence burning
a shower of debris. The gasps, of each new person
seeing the images, over and over
Feeling the same ache as when
I watched the Challenger
explode in the sky.
We watched, unsure
tears streaming down, helpless
Attacked on our soil, numb
I remember the air in the lounge,
the small screen too big
showing too vividly the pain
the anguish, the towers hit, falling
plumes of smoke, of flame
darkness that morning, echoing still
friends, new friends, in the room
who may have loved ones in New York
in the Pentagon, at that moment
a call on a cell phone
All transfixed, unable to move
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edited September 10, 2016
As I woke this morning – v4
15th anniversary of attacks of September 11,
2001
+++++++++++++
edited November 23, 2015
As I woke this morning – v3
(editing version 2)
&
September 22, 2011
Fruits of Rage
melding the consequence of possibly executing an innocent
man
and the decade since September 11, 2001
September 21, 2011
Fruits of a Decade
September 21, 2011
Seeds of Hate
September 11, 2011
Reclaiming September 12
September 11, 2011
Reliving these moments
September 10, 2011
Terror Real
10th anniversary of September 11, 2001
and the plot to attack DC and NY
reported September 9, 2011
&
edited September 10, 2011
As I woke this morning – v2
all of my September 11, 2001 poems
----------------
September 11, 2008
As I woke this morning
On the anniversary of September 11, 2001
watching it my first year of law school
Franklin Pierce Law Center, Concord, NH
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