Poem for Cheryl

there is a hole
that you
have left
gaping
in the atmosphere
of souls.
no one speaks
your name
or talks
of your smile
and Native black hair.
I see the faces of
your sons
and know their
pain is surely
hiding
as well
as evident
but I want to
remember you–
your daring spirit
your foolish-brave.
i want to speak
your name
out loud
and celebrate that
you lived,
not the tragedy
of your death.
Cheryl,
mother of
Timothy and Ryan
Cheryl, woman of
laughter and hope.
Cheryl,
past love of Shaun,
Cheryl,
friend, healer, dreamer.
Cheryl,
It
has
now
been
said.

©Linda Tauhid
3/6/13

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Sandy Hook Remembered

MELISSA MARQUEZ-GREEN, Sandy Hook Elementary Victim

MELISSA MARQUEZ-GREEN, Sandy Hook Elementary

Sandy Hook Remembered…

i have been
inured
to violence–
it blasts
from the radio
reaches out
from the TV.
when I hear of tragedy
i turn off the news
pray for better times…
but when I heard him
(the President)
read their names
my heart broke—
remembering the little
ones that I had taught
so loving and free…
that still saw
with angel-hearts
with
children names
of hope
and tradition.
how do we make sense?
what next do we do?
how do we heal
and bear the pain
of what we have
fostered here—
of this world we have
created?
again i pray
for better times
for healing
and for
hope.

Linda Tauhid
©2012