The Quiet Vacation

Discretion is the greater part of travel

The Quiet Vacation

Angels come down from heaven happy

Their sapphire wings tucked inside out

In trench coats on the subway launch

All spirits take mass transit at no cost

They also take rain for free

Keep it in gold lockets for later play

Flying is more of a convenience

But not good for reading books

On railroad lines while passing time

There are no brakes in heaven

So for a change of pace they ride

And travel light when on vacation

Earth is their favorite destination

Things that need high maintenance

Make them giggle and smile

Angels try to avoid crying

And high crime districts

For obvious reasons

They need to remain discreet

When trying to walk without feet

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Hello Earl, all those angels about us visiting earth for a vacation. I liked that idea, could see them travelling light not a suitcase in sight. This poem is both happy and sad at the same time. How do you do that?

Chris

[Earl Schumacker]

Hi Christine, Thank you! Glad you enjoyed it. To answer your question; I keep the sad thoughts in with the saffron in a saltshaker and sprinkle it lightly over the poem. The happy thoughts just burst out like fireworks. They can not be contained by any container....so the real answer is...I don't know. I simply write and try to keep things concise and manageable. Glad you enjoy my creations. Thanks! Have a wonderful day. Earl

[Chris Shaw]

I very much enjoy what you write Earl. Have a lovely day yourself.

Chris