You never know...and then the report that Steve Irwin, the famed Australian animal lover, died when a stingray's barb struck him in the heart. Died doing what he loved best. Sad...
Alternating emergency lights hang amber and red through the dark, tight ropes thickening claustrophobic 'round the necks of a gathering crowd.
The quick work of first reponders load someone they should know into the back of the ambulance, drive away on Dopplering tracks of sirensound.
Uneasy questions whisper in the uncertain air: what happened who is it are they alive are they dead?, knots of speculation in the night.
And as quickly as they hovered on the edge of curiosity, throngs disperse and go back to bed, to dream dreams of 'Thank God it wasn't them.'
This is a great write, I have heard alot on this, it is hard when someone we admire dies, this is a great write here my friend, keep it up
God Bless
Michelle~
Denial? Yes. I believe there are many in denial this great Man, Father, Friend, Husband and Conservationist, has passed. I'm afraid I too cried when I heard of his demise. The only thing that gave me comfort was knowing that he died doing something he truly loved and enjoyed. Not only will the entire world miss him, but they will have the pleasure to carry around within them their entire lives the knowledge and truly lighthearted antics of a great man, and humanitarian.
Yes we will miss him greatly...But for now our prayers are with his Family and Co-Workers and Personal Friends. RIP Steve; RIP.
I'm still on a culling Rays, Croc's and all those other creatures he revered so highly that I hate!!!
Wonderful man for looking past the ugliness of these dangerous creatures and looking at their beauty, even if he looked for the last time whilst filming one of them....
And I often get the jitters when driving around, and see a pile up, wonder if it is a ....never mind!!!
As always a bonzer of a write dear one
Love Ch'erie
I have been shaken since I heard it. I'm still denying the loss. My daughter has friends in Australia where all is in deep mourning. This loss is one that shakes the world.
Love,
Susan
I have been on the inside and the outside of that screaming siren machine and this write captured the spirit so well of being on the outside. You are right the poem shows the truth in that as humans we do breath a sigh of relief when we know it is not one of our own in the back. Good write.
I seem to have been in near-death situations a couple of times in various ways... and each time, though different, seemed very surreal and like it really wasn't... a real possibility. Maybe cos it wasn't "my time". According to my own experience, you feel very alien to those who are looking on, no matter how close to you they are. You just can't figure their emotions at all. But this kinda voyeurisim is bestial, it seems to me... just to get some kinda buzz outa the experience of "being there". It is a fascinating facet of human nature that we seem to thrive on blood and gore rather than the wholesome things in life sometimes. Maybe it's just cos we need some kinda kick up de arse to make us appreciate all we have in our comparatively rich first world. Surgical write, Karla, that wastes no words and spares not the emotions. We can be selfish, callous and hard-hearted at times. I think it is because death is so distanced from our social experience... we are fascinated by it. I know I was when my Mother died.... Good topic to choose to home in on: not one that is aired all that often, and "refreshing" in its honesty. TY Kate xx
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on September 5, 2006
Bloody downer is this, the geezer was a genius, but we always gotta becareful, even the best... a real loss to us all...
Karla, an excellent lament one that we all can relate to. Sometimes we can't help wonder what if...but it's only a passing thought for we know that we can't escape when our time comes...
It's true, we never know the moment, our time is up..
Stay prepared and ready
Love
Peter
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on September 5, 2006
Yes that usually is one of the rsponse's when a disaster takes place...wondering, praying, but we cannot help but be thankful it wasn't us. Was surprised to hear this report and yet in another way I wasn't. When you play with danger............
Thank you, Steve Irwin -- for relayed wisdom and exciting adventures of nature's wild life! How dedicated and successful you were in your chosen career field of choice!
How very true; you never know. So sad about Steve Irwin; but he will long be remembered for his zeal for helping wildlife; there will never be another one quite like him! He was one of a kind! Very well written poem, as only you can do; keep up the great work! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin sister, Karen Lynn. :( >tears <
How true, your final line. And I loved following Steve Irwin, but I know he died the way he would have wanted to, in the wild. But the conservation world will truly miss him; he did lots of great things for our nonhuman neighbors.
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God Bless
Michelle~
Yes we will miss him greatly...But for now our prayers are with his Family and Co-Workers and Personal Friends. RIP Steve; RIP.
Lisa
Wonderful man for looking past the ugliness of these dangerous creatures and looking at their beauty, even if he looked for the last time whilst filming one of them....
And I often get the jitters when driving around, and see a pile up, wonder if it is a ....never mind!!!
As always a bonzer of a write dear one
Love Ch'erie
Love,
Susan
Fee
Love Tinka
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o(
I actually cried for the man - I loved him and his awesome work. A most tragic and bizarre death. What's the message there?
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
It's true, we never know the moment, our time is up..
Stay prepared and ready
Love
Peter
Thank you, Karla, for this great tribute write!
How very true; you never know. So sad about Steve Irwin; but he will long be remembered for his zeal for helping wildlife; there will never be another one quite like him! He was one of a kind! Very well written poem, as only you can do; keep up the great work! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin sister, Karen Lynn. :( >tears <