the bright hole in the sky

the bright hole in the sky
feeds our dreams
with hope
of something more

stars are no better
swirling on vast straws
cast into the void
for no reason at all

I will not listen to voices
watch these ordinary bushes
catch fire and burn
just to feel I am special

tell me there is a heaven for dogs
for cats and old turtles
if only they could truly hear
their master's call

this day we have
winking with one eye
this minute we call our
is all we have




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2017-02-15 at 17:51

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Yes Bob, there is a heaven for dogs and cats and old turtles.
We, however ... I can't be sure of that! :) Yes, of course, there is a big hole in the sky where we can all enter if we have been compassionate and have loved and forgiven. (Nor for Trump, please!) Beautiful poem.
Ashe
2017-02-16