The Angel Of Concern

A poem I did for a school project. Redone version of the scene between Portia and Brutus.

The angel of concern did come to me and bade me tell her of my troubles.

I told her I was not well and not to disturb me any further.

The angel, she has inner fire, then told me if I be sick I should not be out in the cold.

I begged of her do not kneel before me, gentle angel.

The angel told me if I loved her truly then I would tell her of my secret troubles, if I don't I must only keep her as my harlot.

I replied, gentle angel you are no sin and I do love thee.

She said, if this be true then should I be told this secret that ails you so?

I tell her I'm not worthy of her love.

Someone knocks and I hurry the angel of concern, telling her that if she but waits I'll pour out my troubling heart to her listening ears.

And with that my dear wife, my angel of concern does leave me to wait for my heart troubling problems to be unraveled.

Reviews

[Blogger]

I want to know more. Who interupted this conversation, and did the main character here finally reveal her inner turmoil?

[Lissianna]

Ever read about Caesar in school? lol Its a poem version of the conversation between Brutus and his wife Portia :)

[Blogger]

Well, I imagine your rendering is better! j/k

Thank you for holding my tenuous interest. I often lose interest in others writes but your writing is a bit more interesting I see.

[Lissianna]

Thanks ^.^ I'm glad people are enjoying it I put a lot of time and effort into them

[Blogger]

It shows that you do. I like your ability.

[SquinklaPsyOps]

Interesting about Angels on Earth.

[MoriartyMesa]

Enjoyed this, saw where you went and it was a nice ride.

[Tunder]

I love how, in the end, the angel is revealed as the narrator's wife. Beatifully done, and very sweet! There is just one mispelling: 'Truly'