Leaking Pen

Veteran Poet - 1,430 Points (Wellington, New Zealand)

Leaking Pen Poems

241. Cloths Of Heaven 2/10/2013
242. The Rite Of Passage 9/27/2012
243. Beethoven Shook The World 9/7/2012
244. Book By Its Cover 9/10/2012
245. Poop For Love 9/4/2012
246. L.O.V.E. 8/30/2012
247. V.A.L.E.N.T.I.N.E. 2/14/2013
248. The Eagle Soars 4/29/2013
249. Choo Choo Train 9/10/2012
250. I Swear There's A Leprechaun 9/5/2012
251. The Death Of This Poetry Web Site 9/9/2012
252. Portrait Of A Poet 9/22/2012
253. The Best Second Poem Ever Written 1/27/2014
254. Grace 3/31/2014
255. What Kinds Of Seeds Do I Plant? 10/7/2013
256. A Fool In Love Never Dies 8/4/2013
257. 10,000 Wishes 3/9/2013
258. Bar 2016 4/7/2016
259. Time 9/29/2015
260. Genesis 10/4/2012
261. Tears Of My Poem 9/17/2012
262. Shades Of Love 10/19/2012
263. A Fool In Love 9/7/2012
264. Faith 8/31/2012
265. Full Term 3/26/2014
266. The Day I Wore A Swear Word 3/7/2014
267. A Kiss On Your Lips 9/10/2012
268. How Is Your Day My Dear? 9/5/2012
269. You And I Sail The World 9/7/2012
270. Hip Hop Trajectory 4/1/2014
271. Stuck On Depression's Call 9/8/2012
272. Kindness Of Our Kind 8/30/2013
273. We Are Flowers Of The Sky 9/4/2012
274. Fire And Ice, My Ice Is On Fire 9/30/2012
275. Hope Is A Thing Of Inner Beauty 10/6/2015
276. Fallen Leaves 4/13/2014
277. I Love You Jane Eyre 9/7/2012
278. Butterflies 11/23/2012
279. Grandma's Cookie Jar 3/11/2014
280. The Best Poem In The World 9/11/2012
Best Poem of Leaking Pen

The Best Poem In The World

I was shocked, confused, bewildered
as I entered Heaven's door,
Not by the beauty of it all,
by the lights or its decor.

But it was the folks in Heaven
who made me sputter and gasp-
the thieves, the liars, the sinners,
the alcoholics, the trash.

There stood the kid from seventh grade
who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
who never said anything nice.

Herb, who I always thought
was rotting away in hell,
was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
looking incredibly well.

I nudged Jesus, 'What's the deal? ...

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The past anchored my wobbly feet
I met sorrow, pain, anger and defeat
Eyes of a child through divorce
From life's binding first course
Hands that rocked me to sleep
Her tears; Her heart could not keep
My Mom's sorrow from loving me
And raising alone a Holy See
Days fled into the arms of night

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