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Death's wings
Death's wings I look at the buds still wrapped on the ripening kernels. I want to be in there, unhatched and unpolished. —Shirley Kaufman, "Poem in November", Gift of Tongues Death's wings written January 10th, 2021 The Angel Death wraps his wings around me I feel him there when I stop suddenly Death's wings jostling around me settling into place. He holds his breath so I won't have that proof of his presence or any other reassurance in this life. Are his wings protection? or curse? Their silence wrapped around is my well known company these many years Death's wings my comfort in life. |
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I wrote this while reading a bunch of gritty urban fantasy. It is fun to try on different things. The poetry that I post as inspiration, is part of my poem also. I love that I am writing again! Thank you for reading me!
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It How you feel from time to time You are alive Beautiful living Life is waiting You need to open up Live for the day Do let death stand in your way Life is breath Breath it in Death will come But it not your end Your love is strong To live this long Open your eyes See death gone........ Xoxoxo your guardian angel
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Very interesting take on what could be a morbid subject. I’m glad you are finding more light to shine against the darkness. Those wings that cloak oneself offer solace in times of need indeed. My name is MrWrong and I approved this comment
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interesting .
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