what is it that you’re afraid of does the fear of rejection hold your words from the page did that teenage chrysalis of fear never open leaving you with your wings tight to your side while clinging to a leafless branch of dreams encased in your own self-pity
i was just wondering what religion are angels you see i’ve just found a reference to christian angels which suggests that there may be jewish moslem hindu and other winged beings for every religion so if a person has multi-religious tendencies do they have multiple angels waiting in the wings to save them just in case they change their mind about what they believe
inside the box flying above a cascading waterfall complete with electronic sounds of crescendoing water flew a butterfly one without wings because flight isn’t dependent upon wings but the soul
the night
knows your name
for you have returned
to this dark corner
where dreams die
over and over again
each time
reaching out
to touch the velvet wings
of hope
that flutter
beyond your reach
still you come
dressed for a celebration
while others wear
mourning clothes
but you
believe
in hope
and without
such
dreams
where would
the dreams
come from
that
salt
the seven
seas
his hands bore the scars
of learning his trade
the thick calluses in his palms
were like the rings of a tree
sharing with those who chose to look
his years upon this earth
this piece beneath his blade
was now complete
a sea
where each wave
seemed to move
as eyes scanned the horizon
at a distance
one could see a small
yet distinct
fishing boat
bouncing with expectation
of a bountiful harvest
and sea gulls
cruising through the sky
one would swear
they saw the wings
move from time to time
so precise was his work
but do not look for this place
nor the life he portrayed
for now you will only find
the black death of oil
smeared upon the scene
erasing the history of this place
and
lives