ANGEL VOICES.

In the echoes of yesterday 

came a silence so loud

it broke every glass window 

that kept my spirit contained.

There has been an overflow 

of knowledge and despair

colliding on the shore of right and wrong ;

and I, a casualty, to things I don't understand.

Author's Note

short, sweet, getting back into it!

Reviews

[Ranger Kessel]

I liked this. Short. Sweet. And I got it. Thanks for posting

[Coyote Poetry]

Our minds. Repeating things we try to forget dear Koda. I liked the logic of the words. Old memories and old thoughts can make us fall into old sadness. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote