Nightmare in Time


Flipping the image of dark on a screen

Lustre of life and the pain that is seen

Combusting all in a river of dust

Yearly recounted, expected, a must

Time ticking by doesn’t alter the date

Births, deaths and marriages tied up in fate

Wounds open up and are spotlight in glare

Anguish again and a heart laid out bare

Dodging the ceremony, so hard to do

Video stories and some that are new

All measure up to a nightmare in time

How life can change in the drop of a dime

Watch it or don’t but take note of the point

Darkness of soul we must never annoint

Tears may recede, but we cannot forget

An evil so ruthless WE must not beget.


Paula Antonello Moore, Poetry. Copyright: Thursday, September 8, 2016

Marking the 15th anniversary of September Eleventh. Rhyme may not be the best medium but it just came out that way this time. Remembering all affected.

Image: The Pentagon on September 11, 2001, after American Airlines flight 77 crashed into it killing 184 people. Photo by  Tech SGT Cedric H. Rudisill, USAF.