Poem Shards
 
 At 7:39:39 AM EDT on Tue May 24, 2011 bperil wrote:

I left heaven aside
   for it was broken.
  but they found it there.
    They got up in it,
      like dervishes
       worshiping
     Kerouac
       and emulating
  his dissipation.

   It isn't a heaven
    for fools like you.
  pass through.
    It is a trail to nowhere
     if you didn't blaze it yourself.
  If you were Kerouac
   you'd be annoyed
       that you'd followed the fool
   so far up the mountain,
      so far into the wilderness
  as if this is your heaven
    when it isn't.

  Move along. Move along now.
    there may be a lot to see here.
     but lingering might result in getting stranded
  for storm clouds from far away
    bring the blizzard here.
   High Sierra Fear.
      
 - from poempage 195       
written 6-24-2013