The Earthly Angel

You are my earthly angel,
And your wings have been drawn with charcoal

You are my strong sunshine,

But nowadays sunscreen is worn by all

You are my china doll;
Dropped and repaired with cheap glue

You are my captured star,
But I don't quite know what to do with you

For I fear of pulling you too close

In an overwhelming moment of passion,
To pull my hands back and see

The charcoal,

The glue,

The sunshine,

The starshine,

All in the palms of my hands

And not on you

Because my inexperienced fingers cannot recreate you,

And no mortal paper, canvas, or wall will do.

Reviews

[conversations with her ..]

very different...

i enjoyed reading this

I'm new on here, and it would be such an honour if you can review some of my poems as well!

[Antoñyo]

Unusual and clever write, in my humble opinion.

Thanks for sharing

[Dr. Wood ?]

close to being very good..I am no expert...but this does speak to me...simplicity is sometimes the best