The World According to Gray Wings
dripping light
filters day's blue quilt
as ballerina twirls
honey bleached wax
onto sea's
web of diamonds n'
lace
perched on worn gray
wharf
my mind-a buoy
bobs up n' down in
tangled seaweed's
brine
my feather floats
for an angel
her thin skin ripples
as her edges of
courage curl
heart bruised by
a skipping rock
tossed by the Polka
dot girls
her heart's fragile
edges
wash onto shoal of
memories-
A sign from
Grandfather Sky
fringes light on my
gift
reminds
Diamonds in the rough
to shine.
©Ella Wilson
Comments
Lots of fun reading, I kept the writer and the angel foremost. I think the feather was the most at peace as will be the Polka dot girls, in the final. Angel will forgive and help the girls to see the light.
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bobs up n' down in
tangled seaweed's brine...
exactly how my thoughts feel these days. Very nice images.
for an angel"
I could repeat those two lines forever... and eternity wouldn't keep my heart from warming when I hear the words.
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