I became enlightened on a Tuesday
by Brady Powell
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.
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A poem I jotted down on the topic for a magazine, Epiphany
I became enlightened on a Tuesday,
Sweeping the kennel floor.
Dreams of words,
The words making dreams
in my head;
creating a lion from Maude
(the clinic cat);
The x-ray machine a dragon
I was a knight in silver armor,
Blinded by the sun, seeing only
fantasias of my own creation:
I failed to see the fluorescent lightbulbs.
As brilliant shards of beetle-wing glass
spun across the swept floor;
Hearing, uncomprehending, a crash
greater than any dragon's roar;
In that instant,
Caught between dreams
and floating dog hair,
and litter boxes
that must be washed,
I knew stillness
and that the world is
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|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|Brady, I doubt that anyone has said it better. It has taken the great philosophers tomes to define enlightenment, you did it in 25 lines.
Nicely done. - Gene.
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|An illusion yes, but you still had to clean it up...doesn't that suck...by the way, welcome to the Den...Ed & Rufuz (w00f)|