Tuesday Poem: Jericho-The snake has killed the dove

There's life on one side -
on the other there is death,
so where were you
when I took my final breath?

The bricks have all been broken
& the mortar's mortal set -
but where were you?
What - did you think you'd get

to say all your last goodbyes
after the bird has flown the coop
and the snake is at the door?
Or do you think you can just

sloop off and never see the sign,
the solid staff
the snakes entwine
the silent epigraph

that's carven on the wall.
Yes, there was a time
when-
but now that time is done


where were you,
my love-
my dove-
When the walls came down?

A.J. (demolished chimney shots will hopefully be put into this post tomorrow)


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Dancing with the Devil to the tune of Lord of the Dance.

If this poem/song stops in a strange place - you're not seeing all of it, just click on the title. 

I ran to the devil

And the devil did sing

Take this pen

Sign 
On the dotted line

So I took that pen

And I signed my name

Now nothing will ever be the same

I asked for peace

And he gave me blood

For the dead don't fight

And they do not hold a grudge.

I asked for money

And I asked for fame

Now I don't want either

I've lost far more than I gained

I ran to the devil

and the devil did sing

take this pen and this parchment fine

and sign in blood on the dotted line

So I took that pen

And I signed my name

Now nothing will ever be the same

I asked for jewels

And he gave me those

But in the land where he dug them

Nothing ever grows

I asked for appliances

More than my share

Now my house is flooded

I can hardly breathe the air

So I ran to the devil

and the devil did sing

take this pen and this parchment fine

sign your name in blood right here

So I took that pen

And crossed out my name

Surely this time
Things wont be the same

Don't play with the devil

He doesn't care enough

Take your soul

And invest in other stuff

Don't sign your name

On the dotted line

For dancing with the devil

It will get you every time

Don't sing to the devil

With the devil don't dance

Take your soul

While you still have the chance

Don't sign your name

On that dotted line

For dancing with the devil

It will get you every time

Yes, dancing with the devil

will get you every time.

A.J. Ponder

Alright so it's not a "real" poem this week, just a bit of fun.  I haven't actually tried it with the music yet.  Must have a go sometime to see how close it is. :)

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Have a great week.  
A.J. Ponder

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