Afterlife

I held the hand of Jesus last night,
He woke me this morning and we looked outside.
Scratchy records played protest songs from
The 60’s, as hearses rolled by, filled with forgotten
dreams….”you can burn that paper box, boy, but 
you still gotta show”

I dropped out, then got drafted, I told him…when
I came home, It wasn’t first class, you can’t breathe 
oxygen in a box, stacked with my mates in the bowels
of the plane….

Now…… I like to pretend no one fights anymore,
everyone sings songs of love, pleasing to the old
trees,  swaying in peace…..

Sunshine streamed upon

this page just now!

                      just this moment!

                                                                                            ........my pen

                                                       shadows to the right of this word….I’m lighter now,


                                           brighter,


                                                            ……..brighter






03/18/11
6:49 pm
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Onclaud Avatar
May 18, 2011 at 4:58 AM
i'm just so into this, james! love the form, the format, essence, the engaging lines about the afterworld.. did i forget anything else?? wow.. :) huggs, nette
R Avatar
May 9, 2011 at 5:32 AM
Wow, I really loved this, James! Going to fav it! I really liked the first two lines. Amazing job! Emilia
Larocca Avatar
April 18, 2011 at 9:26 AM
What a great poem. I really liked this one.
Foulk Avatar
March 31, 2011 at 9:26 AM
such a lovely piece of poetry and all so true, God bless you for writing it.
Guzzi Avatar
March 24, 2011 at 5:02 PM
sad what it takes to show us WHEN we are in the light...and we don't accknowledge it and we don't see it and it's shining in our faces? Light & Love
A   Avatar
March 18, 2011 at 5:22 PM
I LOVE IT JUMBO, EXCEPT LAST NIGHT I HAD A NIGHTMARE... AND BELIEVE ME I LOOKED FOR JESUS, TO RESCUE ME.. I LOVE THE LIGHTER FEELING YOU HAVE HERE... I LIKE TO THINK ALL IS SILENCE IN THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WAY.. ENJOYED AND HAVE A BLESSED WONDERFUL DAY..P.D.
Smith Avatar
March 18, 2011 at 5:22 PM
Ohh well this is just wonderful:)
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