In Heaven

movingfingermovingfinger Posts: 117
edited March 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
In heaven
The angels fly
backwards
and starving children
eat clouds,
happy to be dead.
Down is up
and up is
left and
I spent the first
three days
falling right
or up and God
turned out to
be more like
Woody Allen
than
Charlton Heston,
then
she was there
falling beside me
everything different
but her hair
which still smells
the same.
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The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it

-- Omar Khayyam
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  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    i like this poem

    thanks
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    I like this one. :)
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  • Ms. HaikuMs. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,265
    justam wrote:
    I like this one. :)
    I like this one, too.

    The angels fly
    backwards
    and starving children
    eat clouds,


    hooked me in to read more.
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • thank you all. It is pretty odd, i must admit. seems to fit
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    The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
    Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
    Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
    Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it

    -- Omar Khayyam
  • Mystique420Mystique420 Posts: 338
    i like that a lot :)
    "To live,.... love,..... there's a song to be sung,....
    'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."

    --first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed-- ;) nah,... we smoke it!
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