Showing posts with label Heaven. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Heaven. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Poem: A touch of evil

By Jack Brummet



Darkness, having been eliminated,
furtively obtrudes again.

Does the wind blow over the earth
or does it blow under heaven?
                 ---o0o---


Thursday, July 22, 2010

Heaven (or something quite like it) - a Jack Brummet poem




Heaven (or something quite like it)


1
You wink at St. Peter
As the gates whir open.

You're off the map, boy,
With just a soul to your name

2
You pile your clothes and credit cards
On top of your toys and bones,

And walk in whistling.
Adios Republicans, cops, and money.

3
Concupiscent thoughts drift in
Where’s the women, music, and beverages?

4
Rod Serling strolls around the corner
In a cloud of pearl grey smoke.
---o0o---

Friday, May 25, 2007

Poem: Late Spring

The wind has taken the blossoms
And the fruit is set.
The roots that clutch,

Hanging onto the globe
And the branches reaching out,
Rising to the nimbostratus clouds

Are lodged in the troposphere.
In between earthbound roots
And limbs reaching for the stars

Are us, and our cousins
Clad in fin, fur, flesh and feather.
We must be in heaven

And if we're not
We're growing one
Right here, right now.
---o0o---