Cloaking The Angels

Cloaking The Angels

A Poem by Cranky Old Bear

The younger mountain arose....
As the old forgotten sea...
Fell beneath her wandering feet..

While many stars stood still...
With darkness...Visible nearby..
Cloaking the angels eyes and ears..

So they could not see..
Nor hear the voice in the night..
Of the old sea's...Setting tone...

A voice heard by many lost..
Coming from deep beneath..
An upward outstretched hand..

Amidst a gift'less gravity..
From a long sinking sigh....
On a journey unknown...

© 2008 Cranky Old Bear


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The title , the poem , the flow were all good . Thank you for penning...:)...........

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Cranky Old Bear

10 Years Ago

Thanks.. :)
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

You are welcome...:)............

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Added on November 16, 2008