Angels

Angels

A Poem by Wyrn Tiger

With
Blackened mountains 
Whose summits never quite,
A fear,
  darkly lurking near.
  The milk Maid Died,
And silence 
 swallowed all.
Desolate hours passed away.
By moonlight sped
   Dark, silent, tranquil wings flowing
  In midnight breezes blowing.
 
 

© 2018 Wyrn Tiger


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Nicely written. Odd format yet cool. I liked the way you expressed the dark side of life.
Thank you

Posted 6 Years Ago


Love the format I haven't seen that before. Adding another level of flow. I love it

Posted 6 Years Ago


I've never seen anything set up like this. Might I ask who, if anyone, the Milkmaid is? Is she the one who spilled the Milky Way across the sky; an unknown constellation?
This piece has a melancholy feel, at least for me.
I like the ideas and the imagery here;especially the part about the 'dark, silent, tranquil wings flowing in midnight breezes blowing.
That, to me, has a real feeling of peace. Lovely and evocative. Looking at the page, it reminds me of a staircase.What a long one; a stairway all the way to the stars, so to speak.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Wyrn Tiger

6 Years Ago

Okay first off, did you like how it is written? It is about our milky way galaxy and how it ended. I.. read more
angel

6 Years Ago

Yes, I liked how it was written very much. Thank you for sharing your grandpa story, also. I think h.. read more

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Wyrn Tiger
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bangor, Ireland



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