Angel

My winged muse finds me

 

 

Angel

 

 

Parched and dry, this barren field stretches,

I wander…head hung low,

staring at the emptiness eclipsing my thoughts

Brittle blades of grass disappear beneath

my worn out Chuck Taylors,

black and white crushing beige

in slow fashioned footprints ~ blistered dust

 

“My sanity for some cool water.”

 

When upon my shoulders, reddened by solar intensity,

wet from exerted energy, comes a breeze

as if Autumn has come to claim her colors,

to gather her brown and sepia landscape,

pull the lifeless trees, with little leaf

from the chalk textured ground

taking it where it would suit another ~ for this is my luck

 

“Take my shade a beg not, for it is merely a branch.”

 

Like fingers of a silken web’s reach,

a soft caress of skin is not understood, though very pleasant

nature finds me a shiver, a small comfort in this arid place

once crawling with snakes of assorted length, now

green as if lush has just been defined

with sweet air and pomegranate skies

featuring a glow, pristine shades of which I’ve never seen ~ heavenly

 

“To whom might I thank for such a gift?”

 

When before me stands, my eyes saturated and lost

slowly focus on beauty, winged loveliness now smiling within my own

personal oasis, which quickly forms in my heart

An angel, a goddess, extends a hand…to me?

My cracked and weathered palm touches, smooth, gentle

her hand as she lifts me, I am weightless, floating

to her, my breath leaves me as I wonder ~ is this my end

 

“If this beauty shall be my final curtain, let it be dropped slowly.”

 

A voice of velvet speaks, as I fade in and out of reality

and steadied by her touch, in the sweet scent of lavender and lime,

“I have come to you as a verse, for poetry is thy keeper,

thy words have been heard,” lyrical this voice sings

melodic and harmonious, rhythm’d to the beat of my heart

the race of my pulse, the love of my life ~ my muse

 

“Eternal to you I shall write, for your beauty fuels my pen.”  

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

When upon my shoulders, reddened by solar intensity,
wet from exerted energy, comes a breeze
as if Autumn has come to claim her colors,
to gather her brown and sepia landscape,
pull the lifeless trees, with little leaf
from the chalk textured ground
taking it where it would suit another ~ for this is my luck

While the poem is beautiful - magical and carries that lift that I have come to expect from you - it is the above part that really sunk in today...I found it striking - perhaps because autumn is my favorite time of year or maybe because I live in the desert - whatever it is it is what spoke the loudest.

[Seth Durham]

I felt the same way. Something about that stanza jumped out at me. Loved the way it was worded.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Tammy, you know your reviews are always some of my favorites. I truly appreciate you stopping by.

Seth, thank you so much for checking this out.

[Marie]

Beautiful story of an angel breeze...a feathered branch...
We all need angels...and they come when we need them most...

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Marie

[rhythm&blues]

Always love your poetry sir, this is probably my favorite I've read so far, it's delightful.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much

[carol burgess romance]

How do you do this for goodness sake...another breathless peice of art....excellent

[Jack...]

Actually Carol. I'm not really sure...but I do know that I think of beautiful friends like you when I do. Thank you so much.

[carol burgess romance]

You say such nice things jack..I envey you your talent...I understand I also have talent to write but right now my creative well has run dry

[Jack...]

Carol, I have been told that when you come to a point where your creativity is having a hard time getting started you should write the worst line possible to open a poem and see where that takes you.

[carol burgess romance]

Now that is interesting and I will try it and hoping it takes me back to where I need to be.

[sakshi arora]

i was able to read three stanzas coz of my network prob and i loved it beautiful you are an awesome writer

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much

[Sami Khalil]

I can find my personal oasis in this lovely poem. Thank you for sharing all these beautiful ones...:)

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...:)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A classic and most beautiful poem Jack. Such deep feeling and colour and texture on this page.
One bit I struggled with:
'from the from the chalk textured ground' too many forms?

[Jack...]

Got'cha John. Need to look at that. Thanks so much

[KeelyJane]

A beautiful read as always. Thank you for sharing. It's always a pleasure. :0)

[Jack...]

Thank you so much KJ.

[Souladareatease]

Beautiful Muse Jack-Loved this write
many fine lines from Your eloquent Pen!!!

“My sanity for some cool water.”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rU-KVObNEd4

[Jack...]

Thanks so much.

[Dhaye]

So captivating, Jack. Glad your angel finds you.

“Eternal to you I shall write, for your beauty fuels my pen.”
Ah, every writer should not lose his muse. There, once more...you have this excellent poetry.

Keep it up, Jack.

[Jack...]

Thank you Dhaye, I appreciate you always kind words.

[Dhaye]

You're welcome :)