…
,
we wonder
if we’ll ever touch the sky,
if the free
we know will fade
like smoke
against this
scorched land.
If the brave
will still stand,
and we
among them.
If the heroes
will still come,
and will we still
call this
……………home?
..
A second offering for today’s Quadrille at dVerse, in honor of all who fell. And all who still stand. 9/11/01
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Lovely quadrille De. Yes, this will still be home. There will still be heroes. One of the heroes of that was a lead dog named Daisy. Her blind owner was at his desk when the first plane hit. In an act of love, realizing what was happening, her owner set her free to find her way out. A little while later she brought to him his boss and several other people. she then led them out and down to safety. Before he could stop her, she ran back into the building and brought out several more people. she did this two more times. On the fourth trip out of the building, she collapsed and died from smoke inhalation. Yes De. there will always be heroes. And yes, this will always be home.
That’s an amazing story, Toni! And a challenging quadrille for potential heroes, De. We probably won’t be able to predict how bravery and heroism will show itself.
No, we won’t be able to predict how bravery will show itself, only that it will. The story of Daisy made me cry and still does.
Big questions. What is freedom? We must try not to trap ourselves in anger and fear, but to love bravely, and live with integrity.
oh the deepest of deep questions….i’m not so hopeful these days 😦
I think this is a day to ask ourselves what freedom is… and this day is better than most….
a grand soliloquy to the land of the free – very moving – Audenesque even
A beautiful post in honor of those who died, and those who came to the aid of those affected by 9/11. This is one of those days, where my guess is, everyone in the US remembers where they were or what they were doing at the moment they learned of the World Trade Center tragedies…many of us watched in horror, on live television, seeing the second plane plow into the second tower. So much changed on that day for so many.
Yes, Lil. I was very pregnant (just a little over a month to go) with my firstborn. I remember wanting so much to just keep him inside me forever. And my brother was in DC at the time, possibly at the Pentagon. It was over 6 hours before we heard from him. It’s all surreal, really.
Hard to hit “like” for this….what a frightening time for you. At that time my husband was still working…and often flew from Boston to Washington DC or to California. Our kids were in Seattle and they were panicked, trying to get through on the phone to me to make sure he was not on one of those planes. He was not scheduled to travel and so was safe at his local office. It was a horrific time for so many.
I think that we will always remember these days. I find the Daisy story very touching. I still believe that there is goodness in our world. I still hold out for the quiet heroes.
“Home” can disappear, like the people who occupy them. We are then lost and don’t know which direction to travel. Perhaps it is a memory, we start again, recreating “home” as we remembered it.
Perhaps it is a place to hang your hat? A place to rest when you are weary? A place to call your own? And there will always be heroes.
A beautiful quadrille.
I loved the somber hopefulness of this.
A beautiful quadrille De and I do believe the brave will still stand, the heroes will come and this will always be home in our hearts xxx
This is beautiful.
I love your riffing on Hendrix and the ‘Star Spangled Banner’, De!
A lovely tribute to our brave ones, and yes we will still call it home.
We do wonder this. I do. Thanks for posting this! Very nice,
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A beautiful tribute, De. And a very reflective one. I still hope ‘Yes’ will be the answer to that question.
Lately, the truly human stories of giving and helping have renewed my faith…
Beautiful, De.
This is a powerful poem, that really leaves the reader pondering. I have faith that we will still call this home.
A timely and poignant effort, De. Love these tributes to the people who exemplified the word “brave”. Thank you.
My sentiments as well.
I like how you opened this with a comma, as if there is no better way to pay tribute than to pause and think about how we honor freedom and yes, how we love our fellow people.
To me this quadrille says much… about the role of bravery in preserving freedom ( and not necessarily in literal battle) and how past violence was such a blow to freedom at the time and in the aftermath.
Beautiful tribute.
Wow, it is the question of these days and I miss having a leader who does not threaten our freedoms and home.