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Large angel.

chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
edited April 2012 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Large angel.

Just out of reach
floating on the sky’s abrupt edge
stands a giant angel
transforming wind and rain into wings.

Looking over the vastness
of her new homeland
clouds gather at her feet
forming spiral staircases and banisters going down.

Sacred light-beams flare in song
ricocheting off brass horns moving through amazement
which blares out in spectacular breathtaking beauty
with more softness than all the sky ever known
blue and white.

Again another day
her softness takes over my soul
as her pure attendance opens up
delivering me to her pleasurable morning.
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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  • DinghyDogDinghyDog Posts: 587
    edited October 2012
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  • MissJam81MissJam81 Posts: 1,878
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  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    angelic morning fire
    her lips barely open to the expanse of invitation
    her sleeping mountainous chest
    my forest and peeks where i am fully on
    a field like a wig around my skull lies below but how

    this question is a french horn blasting insync
    perfectly matching harmony with everything that surrounds all seen
    and unseen as a storyteller's achievements are broken rebuilt and sailed onward past where violinists and harpsichord players raise their children where castles crumble and ferns praise the stone's cracks that have allowed numerous spores to attrack sunshine and raindrops

    this

    (to be continued...)
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • mikalinamikalina Posts: 7,206
    Very nice poem... Thank you for sharing.
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  • pandorapandora Posts: 21,855
    chadwick wrote:
    Large angel.

    Just out of reach
    floating on the sky’s abrupt edge
    stands a giant angel
    transforming wind and rain into wings.

    Looking over the vastness
    of her new homeland
    clouds gather at her feet
    forming spiral staircases and banisters going down.

    Sacred light-beams flare in song
    ricocheting off brass horns moving through amazement
    which blares out in spectacular breathtaking beauty
    with more softness than all the sky ever known
    blue and white.

    Again another day
    her softness takes over my soul
    as her pure attendance opens up
    delivering me to her pleasurable morning.
    I see and feel an astrological moment of importance

    I like it
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