by Jack G. Bowman
Long, dark shadows thin,
as the moon twists around the Earth
evil plays a solemn minor chord
to announce the departure
leaves behind shaky ground, walls fall on the unsuspecting
piles of rubble, lights out,
gas lines, water, sewer… burst up and out
evil has done some thorough work here
first one side of the globe, then another and another
until panic rises, terror ensues
shades turn to gray mist
laughter is heard in the wind
silence for a time the day after,
then moans, cries, sirens,
the superstitious feebly apply
their proclamations
tonight as the horizon swallows the sun
the shadows grow again
fear returns
brings with it, the evil
that we so desperately cling to.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Jack was born to a workin' class family in southwestern Ohio, but soon moved to southern California where he lives today. Changes in subculture as well as the 'spirit of the times' affected his writing and philosophy. He graduated from California State Polytechnic University in Pomona in 1986 with a Bachelor of Arts in Behavioral Science. He graduated from Pacific Oaks College in Pasadena with a Master of Arts in Marriage, Family and Child Counseling in 1997., His work in the mental health field since 1984, as well as his own bizarre life experiences, figure prominently in his poetry, art, songs and prose. Jack is a licensed Psychotherapist in the Los Angeles area., He has been a published poet since 1991.
Last updated November 11, 2011