Wednesday, April 10, 2013

The Bells of Newtown

Bell Tower in Winter by Jana Illnerova

I heard the bells ring in the wintry air
And my thoughts trailed off,
Not to holiday cheer
But to innocence stolen
In a blizzard of bullets,
The carefully picked presents
Wrapped in red and green
Tucked away in closets
Never to be opened,
And the families who seek
Some semblance of comfort and joy
From angels who rest
Not atop the Christmas tree
But in the loving arms of God.

Written for the Poetic Asides Poem a Day Challenge Day 10 prompt, which asked us to write a suffering poem.


Meg said...

I really liked this poem. It reminded me a little of I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day, which was written against the Civil War and was also trying to find comfort in tragic times.

Lisa Williams said...

A lovely poem! We will forever be changed by "the innocence stolen" that December day.