sky people
rarely glance back
from their perch
of perfection and beauty
mercy holds council
amid cloudless days
think back
often funerals arrive
rainy and overcast
human grief
fogging the floor of heaven
creating another curtain
by man
between the flawed physical
and 'The Flawless Spiritual'
love sweeping at the porches
of the eternal
preparing a place for man
to stand
so to remove his flawed humanity's
overcoat
and it's Saint Peter
in all his infinite wisdom
who keeps us in order
eternally checking us in
one by beloved one.........
(Dec. 29, 2014 314am)
Author's Notes/Comments:
Due to my having been ill for the last 2 plus weeks with a severe cold affliction, I did not write too much. I knew it was due to my feeling so physically awful but still I felt like I was left empty handed. One poem in particular was clogging the brain. I am happy to say I will be posting it next after this one as I finally was able to cap its flow and end it in a pleasing way to my creative mind. I am posting three poems in a row today as the flow started up again as I am feeling much better and my cold is 99 percent gone, just a tiny bit of sniffles likely expelling the last of the infection in my healing lungs. Do enjoy and feel free to comment. I'm over all, content with how the troopers came out. Fondly to all my family here at P.P. The happiest of New Years I bid thee.......fondly M.
