Poems by Kevin Max Smith
Kevin Smith, a singer with the Christian rock group DC Talk,
is also a wonderful poet. These are from his book, "At the Foot of Heaven."
At the Foot of Heaven
There are angels round my bed tonight
Miscellaneous Poems
Tell all the truth, but tell it slant--
--Emily Dickinson
Wantons we are; and though our words be such,
--Robert Herrick
Eternity
He who binds to himself a joy
--William Blake
The next three items were sent to me via e-mail by Graeme Clark. Thanks!
ODE TO COFFEE
Java, noir café, without sugar sweet
The swill controls my will, conceives my need
Your misty vapors bait, you bitter bean
I pick you up by handled cup; I yearn
No caffé latte crap for men like me!
ROBERT FROST
There is the fear that we shan't prove worthy in the eyes of someone who
knows us at least as well as we know ourselves. That is the fear of God.
And there is the fear of Man-fear that men won't understand us and we shall
be cut off from them.
SPAM KU
A SPAM loaf quivers.
Music courtesy of The Very Best Midi.
Some are there for comfort; some are there to fight
Success in circuit lies
Too bright for our infirm delight
The truth's superb surprise
As lightening to the children eased
With explanation kind
The truth must dazzle gradually
Or every man be blind.
Our lives do differ from our lines by much.
Does the wingéd life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity's sunrise.
When waking up this is my starting spark
The magic brew that gets me on my feet
I crave the sting, the sharp of drink most dark
Devour your core, else you consume my soul
Your pleasant tang perfume accents my greed
A sot I am, but you can make me whole
With ease your harlot ways they make me shake
Dear Coffee, love, you know my want: caffeine
With this you rouse me though I'm wide-awake
To quench desire, the stein of fire I turn
Your flame among my fleshy tongue doth burn
And in the end you make my stomach churn
--Graeme Clark
Copyright Graeme Clark 1998
-Robert Frost
Salivary glands juice up.
Anticipation.
-John Y. N. Cho