Angel of Death

February 3, 2008
Black winged angel
Feathery banded tail
Midnight necklace on snowy chest
Fiery eyes

Watching waiting
Hover, missing nothing
Dancing gracefully in heaven

Raging bullet
Plunging towards the target
Thinking only catch, grip, squeeze.

Feet up, head down
Gliding on angled wings
Black hooked beak lets out hunting call,

Barbed talons grasp
Feel flesh under hard scales
Clutch the plump, wretched, squirming beast
Smell blood

Wing beat
Rising up, out
Don't relinquish the prize
Heaven nears slowly, reach cover

Death grip
No escaping
The ultimate ending
Within angel's talons lies death
Bring life

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DaDami said...
Aug. 29, 2008 at 6:09 pm
Hey. I love how you can just read the first an last line of every paragraph, and get a perfect 'instruction' on how a great winged bird catches prey. I think the angel reference is a great idea. You have an interesting way of combining (seeming) facts with poetry.
KitsuneIchigo said...
Aug. 12, 2008 at 2:21 am
this is really cool. it sounds like you either have a really good menatal image due to studying alot about this stuff... or you were a bird in a past life! XD jk but still this is written really well. i'm impressed!
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