Thirteen minutes

Thirteen minutes

I'll never know what happened during those thirteen minutes.

Pounding on his chest with nothing but might, hope and disbelief, autopilotting an unrehearsed attempt at saving my hero.

That was before my unconscious counterpart snatched me away to a place of blind safety.

Perhaps my brain crashed like a computer trying to process an overload of alien information.

Maybe a waterpipe burst, stampeding a lifetime of flawless memories through my mind like a numbing bullet.

Maybe I was taken away to create a mechanism allowing me to act rather than think.

Or perhaps I was taken out of compassion, preserving me from a lifetime of absolute torture. 

Maybe I simply could not process what I could not fathom and erased it entirely.

What happened while we waited for the chopper blades to throb overhead, absent and dismayed?

Who knows.

Never had I disappeared before. But know that whoever's responsible for ridding me of those thirteen short minutes, 

I sleep easier at night knowing you're there to guide me through the impossible.

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Cherie Sumner-Taylor

Wow!  What a great story of escaping death and a lot of things that had to fall into place for that to happen...Is this a true story?  Thank God for people who were put into place at the right time...I enjoyed. xo  

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J.P Banks

This is a true story. And thank you kindly for your words. And I wish I could tell you this story had a happy ending... So I decided to leave the rest out. Thank you though. 

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J.P Banks

Thank you my friend. Means the world 

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RRG (Rebecca)

The imagery and description in this is powerful and drives the emotion home. Well done. 

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Lorna Caizley

Great imagery, fab story
really enjoyed this one
Lorna 

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J.P Banks

Hey Lorna,

Thank you for this, such a lovely comment and I appreciate it so very much. I am thrilled you enjoyed my work.

J.P

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RRG (Rebecca)

Congratulations J.P. This write is profoundly powerful and makes me think of my brother, a marine. Blessings.

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J.P Banks

Thank you so very much. It was written from the very bottom of my heart.

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Shirley Rebstock

It always amazes me the creative ways people express themselves in poetry and art.  Your creativity is amazing expressing an experience. 

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J.P Banks

Thank you so very much! 

Outlets such as poetry, art and also music are the only ways I can express how I truly feel and the emotions felt throughout various snippets in time. 

I find poetry to be the most powerful tool for unloading the contents of my mind, and is a medium which satisfies my needs entirely.

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