SEPTEMBER 11, 2001

by Marie Delgado Travis
www.mariedelgadotravis.com
www.lulu.com/marilu

On September 11, I saw
people fly to heaven.
Passengers and crew on
commercial airliners.
Others climbed
heaven’s steps:
police, firemen.
Rescuers sped
there on ambulance.
Office workers leapt into
God’s waiting Arms.
Restaurant workers and
window washers
entered through the
Windows of the World.
A priest arrived
there on his knees,
as he ministered
last rites to others.
Brave souls fought
through hell’s fires,
to reach the
destination
via New York,
Pennsylvania, DC.
Celestial gates
opened to
welcome
3,000 souls,
according to
Divine Plan
... not man’s.
For what the
hijackers so
carefully and
evilly planned,
was hijacked
by God
that day.

To a Lost Lover

by Marie Delgado Travis
www.mariedelgadotravis.com
www.lulu.com/marilu

I lingered on
The shore alone,
Hair tousled softly
By the ocean breeze.

The opal sea
-- Jealous,
No doubt, of the
Blue depths
Of his eyes –
Had claimed
My lover
As her own
Many years
Before.

Invoking his spirit,
I asked if he still
Remembered.

And the sea
Began to churn
In beveled colors.

Blind Homer himself
Would have been
Dazzled by the
Foam-white and
Wine orchids
Shimmering
In the rosy
Sunset.

I knew then
For certain.

My Odysseus
Never left me.

And I remain
His true
Penelope.