Finish Line, a poem
Full story here: http://www.arkansasonline.com/news/2013/apr/15/two-explosions-boston-marathon-finish-line/
PHOTO BY AP PHOTO/CHARLES KRUPA
“Medical workers wheel the injured across the finish line during the 2013 Boston Marathon following an explosion in Boston, Monday, April 15, 2013. Two explosions shattered the euphoria of the Boston Marathon finish line on Monday, sending authorities out on the course to carry off the injured while the stragglers were rerouted away from the smoking site of the blasts.”
Finish line
The pounding of feet
Beating the street
Blinding sweat
But not so blinding I regret,
We will never forget
Lines crossed
Souls lost
Copyright, 2013
My thoughts are with my American friends and family today.
The world at large feels this loss.
So many countries and so many nations are represented at the Boston Marathon.
World shaking,
Earth Quaking.
Jennifer
Writings of a Mrs 
I like this and I don’t…I like it because its powerful…I don’t like it because of why you wrote it…sad face
I couldn’t agree more.
I was hesitant to do a posting on the topic but my heart said go.
It’s important to listen to the inner guidance.
extremely important to listen to…I woke up this morning and it was the first thing I was greeted with…not a nice start to the morning..I like your tribute poem though…so thanks for that
I like this. It shows the emotions behind the tragedy more than the destruction and how it isn’t only effecting us. I think a lot of people are forgetting that we were not the only country represented at the Marathon.
Yes, indeed. 92 countries (I believe) were represented at the Marathon this year. Rita Jeptoo of Kenya won the woman’s and Lelisa Desisa of Ethiopia won the men’s race. I live in Canada and one of our local high school teachers was at the race as well.
Oh wow, I hope their okay. Their families as well.
Wonderful. Short, sincere, and to the point. How I wish I could be back in Boston right now.
Thanks,
Did you grow up there?
Not quite, but close. Southern Maine.
I was in Boston last summer for a cousin’s wedding. It was at the Boston Museum of Science. It’s a beautiful city.
Beautiful city, beautiful people (in that endearingly obnoxious Boston way). The Museum of Science was one of my favorite places as a kid.
I really wanted to write something last night when I heard I was so shocked in a world that is becoming increasingly unshockable! I salute you for your inner voice and bravery! and I pray for all those affected your poem says it all! G xx
Nice, Jennifer. Thank you.
You’re welcome. Thanks for taking the time to read.
I like this, ‘lines crossed’ indeed. Is the ‘earth quaking’ in reference to the earthquake in Iran today?
Yes lines crossed in many ways. And yes it was in reference to the earth quakes.
Very nice. I penned a poem, too, this morning trying to cope… struggling to understand.
Dana,
Some things can never be understood.
It’s a time to mourn and this process is unique for every individual. And when it comes to a nation in mourning, the world even, where does it begin or end?
I read your poem,
http://planethomeschool.net/2013/04/16/boston-mourning/
it’s touching.
Jennifer
Thanks for your words.
Thank you for the thoughtful poetry.
Thank you for taking time to read it and comment.
I appreciate it.
Jennifer
Words well written for a very sad event… so senseless… 😦
So senseless.
Thank you for the remembrance.