SEPTEMBER 11TH 2001

SEPTEMBER 11TH 2001

A Poem by Bill Grimke-Drayton
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This is a revised version of a poem I wrote a few years ago.

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Dawn comes, reassures,

usual traffic on the highway,

yellow taxis bump, weave,

drivers, late for work,

curse Tuesday morning,

but closed crowds look up.


Too low, much too low,

two silver bullets explode

into crimson fire,

burning fuel

through sky-high glass,

office-material,

suddenly

cast-down ghosts,

falling,

falling.


Grey-dust tsunami floods

choking plumes

over imploding debris,

catches sluggish flights,

terror-smothered

rushing to Hudson’s edge.

© 2015 Bill Grimke-Drayton


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I actually also wrote a poem shortly after 9/11/2001. I'll send you a read request. This poem evoked all the emotions I was feeling that day. Great job here!

Posted 8 Years Ago


very good description,, well done!

Posted 8 Years Ago



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Bill Grimke-Drayton
Bill Grimke-Drayton

Nantwich, Cheshire, United Kingdom



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