The Angel's Portrayal

October 12, 2011
By Anonymous

The flicker in his eyes, an eternal sapphire flame,
burns with hope.

With a strong jaw he stands tall,
Clouding out the shades.

Strands of Sunlight tumble from his skull.
Is it the Golden Fleece placed upon his head?

He spreads his immaculate wings,
a dove could not compare.

He ascends into the clouds,
a star of everlasting glow.

With his all-seeing eyes,
He watches and awaits for you.

The silver key round his neck,
Eager to welcome and slow to deny.

A click of the lock, the Angel’s rejoice.
For another dear brother has returned home

The author's comments:
This is my vision of an angel.

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Lexie96 GOLD said...
on Oct. 25 2011 at 9:13 pm
Lexie96 GOLD, Havana, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
Now Cinderella don't you go to sleep, it's such a bitter form of refuge, oh don't you know the kingdom's under siege, and everbody needs you. - The Killers

Very beautiful poem... check mine out?

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