Disconnection

Disconnection

A Poem by Tasha
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A solider's wife's worse nightmare when getting a phone call.

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You use to call me everyday
To tell me you were safe
You asked me about the kids
And I said that they were okay
I asked you how you were
And you said things could be worse
I said I loved you and then hung up,


Everyday I sat by the phone
Waiting for you to call me,
Never expecting the worse

The phone finally rings as I dash to it
Saying hello
I listen carefully as the man explains to me,
He says I'm sorry mam but he got a bullet to the chest saving his friend
Silence entered the phone
All I could hear was the dial tone
I hung up in disbelief
And I disconnected myself

A knock at the door started me
As a man with a flag said to me
I'm sorry for your loss is there anything we can do?
I said yes please help me,
Because I don't know what to do

A sudden pain stricken me
As I think about being disconnected from him
It is the worse feeling ever,

I pull out his good suit
To find a letter in the pocket
That said I love you and we will never disconnect,
A necklace of a phone expresses the love we shared,
Realizing we can never have a disconnection

© 2011 Tasha


Author's Note

 Tasha
I hope you like it. Don't ask why I made it slanted I really don't know why. Thanks for the reviews!

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Ta'Sha,

The author chooses how to build the cohesive tension... for you slanting worked.
I've been there as doors were opened to answer knocks and rings - on both sides. Loss is deeply shocking and harrowing. Deeply horrified and total grief to absolute numbness - quite a gamut to work with AND have to live with. I think you caught the gut feel of being left behind... You never understand it... just do your best to survive it.

Take care,
Chris

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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I like the form of the poem...the slanting of it adds impact to the words. I agree with another's comment that the word disconnected, disconnect are repeated a bit often...less is more sometimes. Also the word "stricken" doesn't seem to fit...hmmmm...maybe it's the structure of the phrase? I'm not sure...

You capture the emotion and heart well of what many go through with the knock on the door and the heart-rending pain of being told someone you love is gone. It's a pain I never wanted to experience...but have....and nothing I would wish on anyone.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I loved this piece, I've never had anyone go to the military but it seems hard to imagine it. Keep writing! :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ta'Sha,

The author chooses how to build the cohesive tension... for you slanting worked.
I've been there as doors were opened to answer knocks and rings - on both sides. Loss is deeply shocking and harrowing. Deeply horrified and total grief to absolute numbness - quite a gamut to work with AND have to live with. I think you caught the gut feel of being left behind... You never understand it... just do your best to survive it.

Take care,
Chris

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

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beautifully written
very moving

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It's a beautiful writing. I loved reading it very much.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It's really good but I wish it didn't repeat disconnect so much, maybe at the beginning and end would be better. By the time it reaches the true emotion where the word has to MEAN something it's already been said so much it just gets lost.

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Real nice piece of writing. Nice work. Again.


Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

:'( noooooo! this is a sad poem but its beautifully tragic !:)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This made me bawl my eyes out! I love it, though! Very powerful write, indeed. We americans need to cherish our soliders for sure!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is so sad, a soldier's wife's worst fear to come true. but i rly love this poem. an undying love

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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