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VxPoem ID: 7105
Category:
humor
Posted: October 29th. 2004 4:48:03 PM
Views: 1742 |
Heaven's Gate
by Talitha Ruatha
[WVox Sponsor]
Age Group: Adult
"Heaven's Gate" carved in iron
upon the gated spires of dark
to clean a cemetary was our duty
in middle fall considered a lark!
So my friends and I did go
and crossed tombstones rare
cleaned & rubbed markers dry
swept up the leaves so bare
Left huge piles of leaves debried
next to gated entry park'd there
until one friend thought it be great
to liven up this party rare
Climb the fence and dive all into
huge pile of leaves six foot high
"C'mon you guys it'd be great fun
don't be scared, just give it a try!"
So one by one they climbed the fence
to free-fall fly into the pile
and laughing as they rolled and fell
while I stood by all the while
See, I'm afraid of great heights
and this iron gate so solid
but I was not about to be called
weak even if my color was pallid
So I climbed the iron gate
and stood between it's spires
balancing act was no great feat
the wind softly dried as I perspired
"Jump!" They all cried in one great bunch
Fly! Cried my soul that day
But when I went to flee that spired gate
My jeans grabbed hold and stayed
And so there I was amongst all the dead
my friends falling out and rolling
I hung by Heaven's Gate it seemed
(thankfully no police that day were patrolling!)
There I hung & not gracefully
swayed as my jeans all but ripping
hung for what seemed loooong hours
as day's temperature started dropping
"Can't get you free or rip you off!"
Said one of the guys while laughing
"You'll have to find a way to free yourself!"
As colder it got while there I was swaying
Shivering now and crying,
my best friend there with me sat
while others went to find some scissors
as my thoughts to my rear end began at
The rip that slowly started down
set my one leg free
and it was then I felt winter's touch
upon flesh not usually seen
"Oh Dammit!" I swore!
"Get me loose before they see
that my rear end hangs fully out
for all the world - that it's me!"
My best friend stood and smiled
and with one graceful bend
unzipped my jeans & pulled me out
just in time to turn around and then...
One by one they started
those friends of mine so dear
to sing the song that my shiver'd my soul
and one that I never again want to hear.....
"Bluuueee Moooon"
Author's Notes: 10/15/86 - Yes....it really happened...LOL! Gives new meaning to the phrase, "Hung by my own petard"!
Author's Location: Adrian, Michigan
More Poems: Talitha Ruatha has posted 195 additional poems- View them?
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