where angels fear

where angels fear

A Poem by Emily B
"

the beginning of something

"

They say fools rush in
with their rough-hewn words
and home grown cures
offering calloused hands
when hope seems lost.


And I reckon that
if I can't get angels

with their sure wings

and flowing robes--


I'd just as soon
have the foolish heart
to walk beside me.

© 2011 Emily B


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Feels like a double-meaning, or maybe the song [first line] is infecting my instinct :-)
Rushing in to love...rushing in to clumsily comfort.
I like it a lot, snappy images go nicely with the decisive conlusion. The first half feels angry, the second more light-hearted. No matter how many times I read it I can't

wait, yes I can; man, I'm silly
"offering hands
when hope seems gone." = fond appreciation?

There it is, not angry. People trying their best.
[I think?]

Great piece. Look at how hard I've had to work lol.


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i think sometimes the fools that rush in to help ARE the angels. we're just too busy looking for wings to realize it.

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wise woman you

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Ah, the use of 'hewn'... an overlooked literary gem. A concise philosophical piece which said just the right amount; it feels like passing, inward musing as one stands in line at the bank. Nicely done.

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i liked everything about this, except the first line, its kind of a cliche, which i think kind of flusters the original angle you are taking with this poem. other than that, it really hit the spot today, i mean it really hit the spot. enjoyed very much emily.

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Sometimes the fools can be blessings in their own way. I've been thankful for them at times just as I've been deeply hurt by them at times. It's interesting the people that God sends our way ...

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'I reckon that
if I can't get angels
I'd just as soon
have the foolish heart
on my side.'

Wow, you have a beautiful way with words.
I am in awe.
Love this piece..
Are you going to leave it untitled?

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Feels like a double-meaning, or maybe the song [first line] is infecting my instinct :-)
Rushing in to love...rushing in to clumsily comfort.
I like it a lot, snappy images go nicely with the decisive conlusion. The first half feels angry, the second more light-hearted. No matter how many times I read it I can't

wait, yes I can; man, I'm silly
"offering hands
when hope seems gone." = fond appreciation?

There it is, not angry. People trying their best.
[I think?]

Great piece. Look at how hard I've had to work lol.


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Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I have had my share of "fools" please God send me the angels..lol and God bless,, Valentine

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I guess I should stop scrolling up and down the page over and over again and type something. [=
I'm gonna rush over to my bed and crack open my cybernetics book and see if I spent that 52 cents wisely now.

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2 of 3 people found this review constructive.

i agree! beautiful, Emily.

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Emily B

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