Open Poetry #44 |
Fallen Angel |
D.Lester Young Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1219Austin, Tx |
Fallen Angel Wanting to crawl back to the safety of the womb, It bawled into fetal positions echoing whimper cries Fallen from a pedestal of grace of society costumes Fragile piece of polished perfect crystal model die. Shattering pieces razor shards wail hollow scream So alone - the chills quaked heartbeats endless moan More dead than alive - living suicide to decide dreams Nails scraping veins crust bearing soul’s vain stone. Headstone carved out of granite birth weathers alone Forbearing dread creeping forlorn shadows clammy cling Smothering treason to die, where one crawls bare bone Spirited reasons to live, where one walks nude’s leaf spring. Wings needed mending. Pieces needed tending. Scars needed nursing. Souls needed healing. Mind needed loving. She then spread her feathers Upon the quill of the universe Where her spell cast such weather Every crystal star sparkled singing its verse. If only a Fallen Poet could sparkle so. Note: Written in Nashville, where there are more fallen Angels, than rising Angels. Since this is for the feminine gender, I guess my wings are still clipped to dreams. I feel more like the first two stanzas trying to make the third work, with the last two working to the last line’s meaning. David Lester Young 12/30/08© De-Terminated poet, somewhere in America not on company time |
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Anniepimm Senior Member
since 2008-12-26
Posts 550England |
Beautiful Poem depicts the rise and fall then rise again of a celestial being, Angels have never been human so have no human devices Loved this poem it is the sort of writing i can never do so admire the ones that can Thank you for sharing this Annie |
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D.Lester Young Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1219Austin, Tx |
Anniepimm Thank You and Divine Blessing for a Happy New Year. Your words were felt. |
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amusemi Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1262A State of Disarray |
"She then spread her feathers Upon the quill of the universe Where her spell cast such weather Every crystal star sparkled singing its verse. If only a Fallen Poet could sparkle so." This is my favorite part...it's like the desire in writer never dies... |
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D.Lester Young Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1219Austin, Tx |
Thank You amusemi for your words and I live those words and dream to fly. Working Unnamed Can I be cast upon a whisper as gentle as a caress Where my soul writes the currents of tranquility Resting in peace with living suicide reasons to live So many say suicide is no answer to God’s world But maybe its cutting the umbilical cord to power Where it corrupts moral fibers with Katrina wrath sword Devastation of a White House having lost compassion. There will be no Declarion of Independence on January 21, 2009. It will be the equality of politics status quo. While Hillary was tied to Bush too much, Obama is more of the same of having no real change. I am a Democrat that know is switching to Independent. Do not get me wrong Obama was the best choice, but a Kennedy he is not. Obama is another Tory Politician. So sad, but we are like Nashville, a Music City that has lost its soul to sing in America's heartbeats, but dies in Bush's Hoover Depressions. Yes Santa, there is no Obama dream for America, more of the same. Obama you have left out the Liberal HeArt of America that is why there will not be a Statue of Liberty at your Inaugural, just another nail in Civil Liberties coffin that reminds us of a crushed Lady Liberty of Chinese Freedom and Democracy. [This message has been edited by D.Lester Young (12-31-2008 12:05 PM).] |
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