On holidays
God eats too much, belches
Then watches football games

God watched the sorrow
And turned the tv
To a different channel

Thanks, Lee

Fine poems.

Sounds great. I’ll check the book out.

at this ungodly hour
another empty thought
so full of dread
is filed away
its corner turned down
in the book of life
the question
how many more pages
before the end is revealed
it was light when i started
reading as the sun went down
another dawn
is the question
as yet unanswered

Wow. Terrific poem.

john john - went to bed with his trousers on