Monday, October 25, 2010

Another Poem Draft

New Atheist

The ass looked up to heaven; stars were there.
They sparkled, bright along the cloudy pass
And never diamond, ruby, sapphire was more fair
Than half the light one single star on high could share.
He brayed dismissal, turning back to lowly grass:
An ass who sees the heavens sees them as an ass.

5 comments:

  1. Phil Torres1:04 PM

    This is exactly the sort of poem that I'd imagine Jesus writing. Well done.

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  2. branemrys1:44 PM

    You have a richer imagination than I do, then.

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  3. Tim McGrew5:39 PM

    I like it!

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  4. Brandon,

    I just quoted this (from memory, a bit inexactly, I fear) at a conference in Oxford. It was well received. I'll send a link this way.

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  5. branemrys3:35 PM

    I'm glad people are liking it.

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