HOW THE ANGEL FORMS..A Poem by M. L. F.
From a glint on the water -
reflected in sheen - was a time and place forcast so pure.. And though she'd not know this - for quite a long time, this glint of light shone just for her.. The pain she would suffer - quite few could endure. Her coat of arms born from her fires.. It built deep inside, a flame burning white - and her soul would give birth to empires.. As she finally rose up, the coat of arms shed - and the metal lay cold on the moor .. And a beam of light crowned - on her head, raised from bow - as her wings spread towards heavens shores.. © 2017 M. L. F.Featured Review
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3 Reviews Added on October 29, 2017 Last Updated on October 29, 2017 AuthorM. L. F.American writer in the Netherlands....About"True suspense, true... terror, doesn't jump in your face with a hockey mask. No, no...It starts very, very slowly, creeping up your spine and into the space where your hair trickles onto your neck.".. more..Writing
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