A Medley of Angels

A Medley of Angels

 

Several Poems Revised in Succession

While Fending Off Many Dark Thoughts

And Recovering from Hip Surgery

 

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-FIRST-

 

I crossed a line

Drawn in my mind;

Then stumbled to my knees

For in the sky came passing by

Three clouds in weightless ease

 

And I began to tremble

At what next that I saw there:

A flight of restive angels,

That did hover in the air

 

And in my fright,

I turned away

 

And I began to cry

 

For in their aspect, I did sense

That I was born to die.

 

-NEXT-

 

A heart adrift on some dark city street
Is like a truth that grieves in stark defeat
He’s but a raincoat and a hat’s damp brim,
Though surely what is prescient painted him

 

He seems to hold our glance �" He seems to stare
As demons do, when we are unaware

Yet he is merely filling up the space
In which an artist shows his hidden face.

 

 

-PENULTIMATE-

 

His darling died, as if on cue,

As darlings often come to do

She left her cursive in his room

For him to read amid the gloom

Then fainted, falling from a stair

And got an answer to her prayer

For time discovered in her brain,

A tumor love could not contain.

 

-LAST-

 

I do not suffer better thoughts
When gloom obscures my sight
Or fears surround me like a gang
That looks to vanquish light

No, only when the roses bloom,

And only in the sun,

Do I think on the better deeds
That could in love be done

I only ponder what is good
When in my thoughts I keep

My promise to a loving God
That love shall never weep.