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Poetry / Angel Wings
I sometimes think that things can bend
that life will be as it aught
but sometimes things can never be
can never quite hold those things in longing
quite contain those dreams we so wished
but hold something…
As I dream
the soft voice of gentle wings
all faded and past away
brings the landing, lifted for a moment more
and then the gentle caress of ground again
as this soul, tired, feathered, cold
calmly walks away
all the while, running shadows of ancient memories
lift and swallow all the swifts
and the gentle caress of angels wings
bury all these memories
but never quite contain these dreams I so wish
and the soft landing of the wings
almost as if not at all
touch the grass and ground of life
but give this soul, nothing to hold
and so I calmly walk away
but how far can I really go
before it all finds me
how long can I hide?
because I can't see out
I can't find the way to fly
I have no idea where these wings have gone
and I have no strength left to fight
while these wings have twisted and burned
only specks in the faded sun
nights shadows cover me
and bury me in this ground
as I calmly try to dig my way out
wishing that these wings will return
and though they lie black
feathered cinders, torn and tattered
they are all I have left to fly
so far to you, to gain myself
hoping that if they fly
will turn black to white
will hold this soul in sun kissed love
and find me strong
and find me whole
again
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The poem is so beautiful and eloquently written describing our hopes and aspirations in the image of angels and may their wings give us the strength to fly from the troubled images of yesterday and the war torn embittered tears which mark our memories.
I feel uplifted and inspired by your poem and hope you might read my ANGELS poem too and perhaps empathise with it,i wrote it because my grandmother always said that she could see angels around us as children and even made drawings to prove the point this kind of aroused my interest in angels and now i am still talking about them some decades later.
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I really liked and appreciated this poem. I loved the story it told, and the word combinations were beautiful…the imagery of the wings and the journey were lovely.
I wasn’t so sure about the lack of structure (i.e. capitalization) at first, but as it went along, I think it suits the poem.
You do have a few errors—”aught” should be ought, there are a few apostrophes missing, etc. Small things that can be easily fixed.
Very nice overall.
beautiful words. I can relate to this poem. Some times we wish we could live out all our dreams but it never fully works out the way we want.
I like this line…”but give this soul, nothing to hold
and so I calmly walk away”
Its as if its all meaningless, as if your saying that even though your given wings to fly you never land where you want and you end up with this emptiness still.
nice work.
Im sorry but it didnt have enough to draw me in. I felt as though i was just reading words. You should try to write like the reader has no clue what your talking about. But good luck and keep writing.
Your poem sits on the edge of a reality that all of us would like to venture to. Your poem does what many don’t: It takes the reader to a different place, with different environments and new ideas. Keep writing.
Very nice piece. The flow is good. But better than that is the clarity and imagery. Thank you for sharing.
So there is a lot of imagery here. I don’t understand all of it on the first reading and it’ll take a moment for me to absorb it all. But what I find initially is that this is rather, hmm, feathery. That’s all I can think to say on the initial read is that you let your mind go where it wanted and there was an overlying softness in your thought process. Does that make sense? I have felt this way many times, and it feels good when you are writing it, but sometimes it makes little sense to someone else.
This seems to say that there are a lot of missed opportunities, that should be’s can sometimes never be, that reflection after the fact belies a lot of disappointment for the voice (narrator). I get that very strongly. The whole thing is a statement that life is tough but wouldn’t it be nice if our tender hearts could make things aright. But then there is the imagery of the angel, that maybe he/she has landed and must then succumb to a mortal life. I’m really not sure about that at all.
Look at the rhythmn one more time and see if you feel like editing the flow a bit. It’s a little dissonant at times. I don’t want to write anything negative about the piece because the spirit of beautiful warmth is there, but for a reader outside of you, it is difficult.
one thing i would work on is the flow. i found a break in the flow especially in the first paragraph. whats confusing is the half completed sentences, you should make an effort to make them sound more complete. this poem has very vivid imagery but i would have preferred it if you had employed more poetic words rather than the common place language we use today. that would have added some real essence to your poem…:)
but on the whole i liked it and i think you have potential..:) good luck with your writing! cheers. \m/
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