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We Watched the Water MAG

May 8, 2011
By DelCielo GOLD, Raiford, Florida
DelCielo GOLD, Raiford, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
"I want to know God's thoughts; the rest are details."


As the Heavens drenched our flesh,
chilled us through our tattered coats,
we watched the fleeing angels
take to their water-logged boats.

With wings hidden ‘neath rags,
and smiles under shadows,
they took flight from the waters,
and headed for the meadows.

Like nails driven by hammers,
the acid drops descended upon us,
burning like the midday Sun,
and glowing like phosphorous.

At the water's wispy edge,
we did wait with wraiths,
underneath the eclipsed moon,
like cultists, with boundless faith.

We saw autumn's air turn the leaves,
and winter's breath bite the flowers.
Aberrant specters gazed on from
the woods,
as seconds turned to minutes, and
then hours.

We strode into the changing tide
as the darkness of the toiling seas
rose above our hanging heads,
and the towering forest of trees.

Murmurs of the sullen depths
echoed in our shattered minds.
We struggled to seize the air,
knowing we'd been left behind.

Then, as bubbles floated about us,
and thunder shook the colossal waves,
golden, burning wings took form
to pull us from our watery graves.

All was not lost, even in the end
when Death stared me in the eye.
I had a guardian angel, somewhere,
not quite prepared for good-bye.


The author's comments:
I was staring off at nothing, daydreaming and listening to music, when this scene unfolded before my mind's eye. I stood by the water's edge as mystical, ehtreal beings joined me. Then, massive waves swept over us. I thought I was going to drown when an angel, burning with a golden color, swooped down from the sky, into the water, and rescued me.

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on Jan. 17 2013 at 9:29 pm
Jade.I.Am ELITE, Fishers, Indiana
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Favorite Quote:
“If you're losing your soul and you know it, then you've still got a soul left to lose”
― Charles Bukowski

This was really beautiful, I loved the imagery, which is how I like to write poems;)