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Friday, March 26, 2010

broken angel

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He lays naked in the snow
........making angels
........despite a broken wing
........that she patched up for him
........before he flew out the door
........this morning


With the thaw
The broken-winged
Angel will fade
.......and everyone will cry
.......when they see his outline
.......disappear beneath the
.......night's nearly full moon.
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3 comments:

Oddyoddyo13 said...

Sometimes, angels do get broken. Beautiful poem. It was so...heartbreaking.

stuart said...

love - ly
p't

Anthony Duce said...

I liked this a lot. Creates some great images in my head. Thank you