Arc Of A Fallen Angel Poem by stewart green

Arc Of A Fallen Angel

Rating: 5.0


For you see the end of night at morning
Heads so big
Legs so thin
Stomachs so round

Your eyes have seen every mourning
Barren lands
burning throats
dying spirits

Wind resonating through flute thin bodies
The piper
The jester
The reaper

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Max Taylor 02 October 2008

It actually made me shiver. Profound and extremely powerful.

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Sathyanarayana M V S 23 August 2008

Very deep and profound, making me muse over....

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Tanya Stanford 15 August 2008

Well expressed. Love the simplicity and emotion.

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