Angel With A Punch Poem by Hans Ostrom

Angel With A Punch



I met a counter-punching angel.

She didn't strike with fists and kicks.



Glances delivered her rebukes.

So too did words full of biting angel wit.



Her effect on her targets is conclusive.

I myself felt like giving up on petty



pretense and posing pride, and at

that instant the angel's smile spread wide.


hans ostrom 2018

Wednesday, January 31, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: angel,pride
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