tears of an angel

Tears of an angel

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Winding up his wings

He sits on the steep end of the temple

The angel.

 

Down there people,

People touching

The marvels of ancient carvings,

People praying and wanting this and that

Everybody has his own hunger.

 

The eyes of the angel cloud.

Hear, the salt of the water,

Genesis of an ocean is always

By an angel’s tear.

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Reviews

[lori c]

i always wondered how the angels felt watching us petty mortals whine and yearn over the silliest things. the ,,,winding of the wings,,,,the eyes of the angel cloud,,,two of my favorite lines. great imagery and emotion without being slapped in the face. loved it.

[Emily B]

This is beautiful and just what I needed at the end of a trying day.

[Just Manoosh]

Sigh, this is very sweet, being an angel is not necessarily as easy job. Mx

[T. R. Writer]

I love poems with beautiful imagery and this one definitley has it. I could see that angel sitting up high looking down on the people and fel all the emotions that were running through him.

[JC Fox]

Beautiful poem

[E. M. Murren]

Another beautiful delicate work which speaks volumes. Truly fine work.

[Constance]

Again, a simple and elegant masterpiece. You impress me.
I tend to be wordy, and greatly admire those who write something deep and profound, yet brief and simplistic.
Bravo.

[Damian Alan Gray]

I loved the last two lines of this. Very emotive! As for the rest of the poem, you've got an enthralling concept as well as the implied imagery of lamentation, but it needs a little work on structure and rhythm. Working on those things, I think, will give it some flesh and blood. Then again, what do I know? I find mis-strokes in the Mona Lisa and grammatical errors in Shakespeare.

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

A beautiful, haunting poem. Succinct and moving. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha

[Carrie Montgomery]

"Winding up his wings:...this tells me he is anticipating a long sit, perhaps to take it all in...readying himself for the crying he knows will come from studying man and all his greed and flaws. This poem immeiately reaches out and grasps your heart strings.
"Everybody has his own hunger." how very true- sad thing is, everyone seems to believe his own hunger is more demanding more relentless more important than anyone else's

[George Love]

Very good work. Great imagery