Bombs Fall In LoveA Poem by Earl Schumacker Some relationships are hard and wingless and meaningless Bombs Fall In Love
Above the clouds above the noise Baby bombs are born from planes Contractions come in waves of pain Opinions form about the world About the wars unfolding incognito
Looking up come uninvited guests Bombs drop on houses, on streets Wingless, leaving deep impressions On hearts and souls that crater deep
When things go wrong Bombs fall in love
They come in the name of God Some of them called Bob But without exception they are Bomb Be careful in the company you keep And never sleep without protection on © 2023 Earl Schumacker |
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Earl SchumackerAtlantic City, NJAboutB.A. Degree in Literature and Language. I enjoy writing short stories, poetry, novels and keeping up with new scientific discoveries. I enjoy philosophy and Art appreciation. more..Writing
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