Monday, July 26, 2010

Angel (O.S.I.)

The world drifted away
Crumpled in pools of blue
Kissing her soft, brown face
Sadness lingered in her heart
Her mind sinking beneath a rock
Her eyes lifted up towards grace
She beheld the sun’s angelic face
In gold and red, her eyes embraced
The presence of sunshine against her hair
Sweeping away her desolate world
She regained her strength to run
On borrowed wings from the sun

10 comments:

Kilauea Poetry said...

Fabulous thoughts..they pick up and flow so nicely!!
(btw)..I looked those words up individually as one blogger mentioned the translation I use above the posts is still difficult (could be the more wordy posts)? I figure a little bit helps to try and bridge that gap.
Thanks!

Nithin R S said...

I liked the flow in this poem. Keep writing.

JStar said...

Your words leave me speechless....

workerv said...

Just wonderful! It leaves a queasy feeling in
my stomach. Great stuff!

septembermom said...

So positive and uplifting!

Tumblewords: said...

I love wings borrowed from the sun!!

Opaque said...

The final lines are very uplifting.

Jim said...

That poor baby! Sometimes it takes a little loan to get back on your (feet not here) way.
I believe the magical sunshine on her hair gave her the inspiration to go ahead with Plan B.

Just a neat poem all around. I loved it. :)
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C Will said...

Hey WG,
There is nothing better then strength when you are weak and the courage to continue!!
well done!!!:)

Jingle said...

breath taking words.