Just Down the Street
by
Wayne Thomas
(Age: 58)
copyright 02-13-2008
Age Rating: 10 to 127
The little white house on the corner
burned last night--
We were all awake
and all in the street--
When the blaze subsided--
helped by water from the pumper trucks--
firemen stepped cautiously inside
and found the bare and blistered bodies
of three children
in a downstairs bedroom--
a room filled with soot and ash
the synthetic carpet
burned and melted
like the children's bodies--
We all hoped that death came quickly.
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After reading this well-written piece, I surely feel a chill in my soul. Each night on my TV, I hear things like this on the news, and they make little impact on me, yet I know there are sad mothers and fathers, relatives and friends who will hurt for a long time. You captured the emotion of the experience very wee,
A thoughtful meditation on a tragedy that happened to someone else, but still affects us all. I think it would be interesting to see what poem you'd write about this event after some time has passed. This poem deals with the details of the fire and of the deaths of the victims, almost as a reporter would, and gives us a moving portrait. I can see the black and white photos from the scene in my mind's eye. But would a poem written at a greater distance be able to give us something more, too?