Sunday, December 1, 2013

Fallen Angel


In my innocence I fell under a spell
love casting shadows of uncertainty
for in my body your spirit does dwell
locked in my heart for all eternity

On the wings of night, I silently cried
willingly falling from heaven's grace
minor injuries, suffering wounded pride
longing to be wrapped in your embrace

Torn wing falling to earth's harshness
searching dark pools, reflective eyes
flickers of hope, flashes of brightness
visions of inner peace, my spirit rises

Distance bell rings, spreading my wings
in my heart loves grows, I begin to sing

posted for the Mag 196
sharing with Poets United

28 comments:

  1. i am glad that even after the fall from grace and singed wings the angel still finds a peace and a willingness to sing...imagine falling from heaven to earth...what a change eh? smiles.

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    1. Hi Brian,

      I imagine it would be quite the experience to come to earth and see all that happens here..I am sure the angel would weep.

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  2. There is always the fervent hope that love can be reactivated. A little effort is necessary to make things move though! Great write Truedessa!

    Hank

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    1. Hank,

      One can hope love can be activated..

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  3. Sometimes angels too need their own angels;)

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    1. I agree...angels needing angels..

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  4. What a terrible fall that would be...horrific, really. Struck by the beauty and by the emotion, Truedessa, of your writing.

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    1. Thank you so much! When I saw the picture the words just sort
      of came out of the air.

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  5. love the imagery, and how you end it in hope.

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  6. power of love....nicely done.

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    1. Love can heal many wounds and create hope..

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  7. Love makes us better persons, so I guess you can say quite angelic in nature.

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    1. Love certainly can make the world a bit nicer..

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  8. Even with a fall
    When love gives a call
    One can find they are on their feet
    No longer crawling on the concrete
    Sure can stand the test of time
    When love blooms with its chime

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    1. Love helps ease the pain
      mending broken wings
      even in the pouring rain
      hearts will still sing...

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  9. Maybe a fallen angel have a better deal.. love the way the poem rolls

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  10. Lovely story within your poetry ...

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    1. Thank you Helen..a story that wanted to be told...

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  11. A beautiful rising - towards the song in your closing lines.

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    1. Hi Sherry,

      Thanks for stopping over always nice to see your here...

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  12. I feel the love and wise it is!

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    1. Let the love grow in all of us...

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  13. Yeah, getting stronger after fall ...~ way to grow! ~ wisely written, Truedessa!

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  14. Excellent, Truedessa, the white lighters dont seem to realise you have to first travel through the darkness........

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    1. Thank you and that is very true...

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