This is my response to this week's SUNDAY SCRIBBLINGS prompt.
What makes it more personally poignant is that we had flown over New York only days before!
I KNEW INSTANTLY.....
I knew instantly….
For most it happened in the blaze of day;
The city bustle made it more Apolalyptic!
For me it happened in the smooth, velvety darkness
Of an Australian night.
I habitually tune-in to British radio
Before I sleep.
No music;
Just the lulling accent
Of my own childhood
Winging it's way over the thousands of miles.
That Britishness is my lullaby,
My return to the womb.
The melifluous tones
Suddenly took on a new urgency!
'We now take you to New York
No lullaby now!
I was awake,
Lying wide-eyed on my pillow.
I shook my husband.
'Wake up!' I cried;
'Something has happened in New York
He grunted and turned over.
'Tell me in the morning' he grumbled
'I was almost asleep.'
Thus it was I crept downstairs
To the television set;
Dimmed light
Dimmed sound.
The smooth velvety darkness
Of an Australian night.
Thus it was I saw
The second plane hit
The second tower!.
For me it was almost peaceful!
So quiet,
So unreal,
So far away.
But, within me,
Wild turmoil.
The whole world should have
Felt my heart-beat.
For I knew, instantly…..
The world had changed for ever.
(My SIMPLY SNICKERS entry is number 234)
