The Poetry Corner

[Nefarious]

From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.

Death of a Ball Turret Gunner - Randall Jarrell - 1945

[morfiend]

Mary had a little lamb......  that's what you get for sleeping in the barn!





   


PS: Now we know where all the sheep went!

[shppr01]

Yay for the Sex Pistols. 

Actually, that was Benny Hill first!!

[SysError]

I loved mama
Mama loved men
Mama's in the graveyard
Papa's in the pen

    - Carl Sandburg Folk American Song Grab Bag


 

[ONTOS]

                                                                        Once I had two girls at a time,
                                                                        Kate and Edith both were mine,
                                                                        but I learned what they say is true.
                                                                        You can't have your Kate and Edith too.

[dentin]


Abou Ben Adhem
By Leigh Hunt

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw, within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
An angel writing in a book of gold:—
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the presence in the room he said,
"What writest thou?"—The vision raised its head,
And with a look made of all sweet accord,
Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."
"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,"
Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low,
But cheerly still; and said, "I pray thee, then,
Write me as one that loves his fellow men."

The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great wakening light,
And showed the names whom love of God had blest,
And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.