Where is My Angel?

Where is My Angel?

Where is my angel tonight?
He usually comes to visit me while I'm sleeping,
when my mind writes novels with no

plotline.

Has he gone to sleep himself underneath the waiting
moonlight....eating beans upon the fire with his back to the streetlights?;
dreaming along the restless beach, or is he singing to the sea?
He may be drawing poems in the sand dunes, making love to the
stars,
kissing the ocean's foam or tasting the autumnal

flora.

Where is my angel tonight?
Has he quietly abandoned me,
to soak in my bed of wine
singing softly to my pillow sham and wishing upon the

starlight?

 

Reviews

[Wildecat]

This is a beautiful and well written poem, thanks for sharing.

[bluessadmood]

oh dear what lovely ,this is great ,you are missing him ,he may be by the under the stars,making love ,drawing poems on the sands oh dear such images,like this...
Has he gone to sleep himself underneath the waiting
moonlight....eating beans upon the fire with his back to the streetlights?;
dreaming along the restless beach, or is he singing to the sea?
He may be drawing poems in the sand dunes, making love to the
stars,
kissing the ocean's foam or tasting the autumnal
my God i just loved these lines ,no really i am in love with these words ,just wonderful really

[Chad Halle]

wonderful!
and there he is, in those lines there.

[Damien Dsoul]

If only I knew where that angel of your might have dissapeared to - probabaly hiding under a rock somewhere. but other than that, I can't help but feel thoroughly engaged with the traquil beauty and smooth-sailing flow of your words. So very enchanting, almost like going to sleep.