Heaven's Thunder Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Heaven's Thunder



Eric never asked a question,
Stevie couldn't answer

As hearts aspire, their stage on fire,
the Garden's roof asunder

One lick and then another,
with Clapton our new mother

As Winwood melts a father's keys,
—to hell with heaven's thunder

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June,2017)

Sunday, June 11, 2017
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