#dVerse Poetics Pub: Poem – Bop – “Praying Sick” #amwritingpoetry


Thanks to Gospel Isosceles from #dVerse Poetics Pub, for hosting Poetics on a Loop. Today’s sad theme:


“This day, September 11, will always be a dizzying one for how it comes around on the calendar and slings us, willingly or not, back to that fateful day in world history. What better place to convene than at the concentric point of the dVerse Poets Pub and share our own histories?”


Credit: Julia Laiymani via Unsplash


“Praying” – Kesha


I was but fourteen, sick at home that day,

Awoke 9:00 a.m., as the news displayed —

Twin towers crumpling as tissue aflame;

Planes smashing, last calls to loved ones made.

I was fourteen, I didn’t understand,

Rage, hate, of Fundamental Jihadists.

Where were you that day? I was praying sick.

Rocks thumped in my chest, a call to my mom,

Such shock, abhorrence for those who cared for none.

As twin-towers burned and smouldered ash,

Desperate lives hurling, choosing their death path.

I’ve nightmares, still; they split as sweet melons,

Their persistent echo lives; to death they fell.

Airplanes twisting towers; last phone calls Home,

Death from above, bitter mournful moans.

Where were you that day? I was praying sick.

Seventeen-years, some wounds they’ll never heal,

But hero’s arise from each fight revealed.

None foresaw — but the firemen kept working,

Aiding everyone escaping the berserk.

And high on the planes people overpowered,

Redirected flights, died to give others hours.

Where were you that day? I was praying sick.


©️Mandibelle16. (2018) All Rights Reserved.

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I'm a Canadian girl who loves the local sports scene. The NHL and CFL And recently, some NFL games. Also, I’m into hatha yoga, walks in the river valley; drawing and painting, makeup, hairstyles, and the beauty niche. Also, I enjoy learning about improving my writer the other topics in seminars, classes, TED Talks, and podcasts. I’m a casual Freelance writer and worker. Both on various subjects of academia in the humanities, social sciences, business, arts, and architecture. I’ve also freelanced blog in beauty, health, skincare, and related topics. I’m an excellent researcher in most any subject. I’m also a freelancer of a different kind for a company called Givergy. Moreover, I love dogs and love hanging out with my friends and family whenever I'm able. I enjoy spring, summer, and early fall when the weathers warm and there are many festivals and activities occurring. I'm also a writing fanatic. Check-out some of my published poetry on www.spillwords.com. I’ve been published on other literary sites, as well. Recently, I had a short story published in a Cinderella Anthology, Cinderella Reimagined. It’s available here: https://www.amazon.com/Cinderella-Reimagined-Anthology-Retellings/dp/1979701970/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1523903011&sr=8-1&keywords=cinderella+reimagined If you need to contact me or are a blogger/writer or a blogger for a cause and are interested in being Interviewed, please visit my ‘contact page’ at the top of my blog.

26 thoughts on “#dVerse Poetics Pub: Poem – Bop – “Praying Sick” #amwritingpoetry”

    1. Thank you for commenting 🙂 Sometimes these events I think show us how powerless we are to disaster and terrorism. Sometimes when such pain makes us ill, the ill can’t be fixed. Then, Prayer really is all there is, but often it’s our best hope. Free will means, too many choose wickedly 😦

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    1. Thanks SD. It’s amazing how 17 years later it still makes you feel sick, and like your crying inside. Hits too close to home. It makes me think, how past disasters/wars must have felt this way, WWII for instance, & so many of us don’t feel it. Thanks

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      1. as I too wrote and here you echo my feelings, what we don’t experience first hand has such a diluted effect on us. terror has transcended all common boundaries, we must stand strong together against it. love must remove hate

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  1. The refrain “praying sick” forms knots in the stomach and heart. An act that should have so much peace amidst trouble, on that day just could not. To do anything, even to say a prayer, seemed muted, tinged by injustice and pure sadness, that if we didn’t feel sick before school, then we certainly did during, while watching towers fall and death before our eyes.

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    1. Thank you Sarah. Yeah, we do pray a lot. I had crying sick before. I think both is incorporated into this kind of prayer, a desperate prayer. Not only that I was sick, but that when these things happen, we pray so hard cause we’re sick with grief.

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  2. I like the perspective of your poem, through the eyes of a fourteen-year old, and the way you’ve interspersed feelings with flashes of the terrible event as seen on the TV. The refrain ‘Where were you that day? I was praying sick’ is effective in prompting the reader to think back to that day.

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    1. Thank you so much. I guess I can’t change how I saw it, how shocking that is to someone not even in high school. It shocked us all, but it’s like as you grow up, the safety net around you, you see is much less than you thought as a child or preteen . I think for me 9/11 was a huge step in realizing that governments and elected officials do not have as much power/control as we like to think. That’s both good and bad. We take a lot for granted in life, even the mundane every day.

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    1. That’s a fascinating perspective. And yes, I believe your right. Especially for those who lost loved ones or the experience. I think for those of us who saw it occur too. Our globalization can make terrible events in the US, a tragedy hard to forget everywhere.
      Thank you Lillian.

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  3. Praying sick, started as playing sick? Poignant inversion. Suffering and trauma tear away the veils to reveal the truth. I actually love the phrase “praying sick” aren’t we all, isn’t that why we pray?

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