nothing special.

[Helga]

This is not written for anyone, I wrote it on September 11 when a tragedy hit America, and the rest of the world too, Iceland included. I thought about how people were feeling when the ruins were searched...


Last September

Last September
I only remember
that I lost you.

Buildings collapsed
and you stuck inside,
burned to death,
when an aeroplane
crashed your desk.

The aeroplane crashed
on enormous speed,
and took away
your life complete.
Along with all your friends we seeked
to find you breathing
under the rocks,
we found your body,
under the rocks.
Your friends so many
we found alive,
why you couldn't
hold on to life,
I'll never understand.

Last September
I can only remember
that I lost you.

[azmuse]

the criticism first to get it over with: i don't like "seeked" even as a made up word, it doesn't fit for me.
that! said: i like this, as a poem and as a personal testament/response to tragedy.