a slow winding down
of the hustle and bustle
I, at night, alone
peering into the heavens
at peace with it all
— —
For everyone and everything…
distant memories
but the ripples from that day
linger on and on
Rather than explain this haiku, I challenge the reader to contemplate how life has changed since September 11th, 2001.
news, like an arrow
shot from distant lands, found a
hole and pricked my heart
— — I usually pass the time on my morning commutes by talking on the phone with my wife, but circumstances prevented us from doing so one day…