Blackest wings, scale higher than mountains
in the chill of tonight's air,
scarred and bleeding from within,
determined to reach her lover's side,
A voice calls out to her voyage
but her vision gets lost
as it starts to drizzle and rain.

She collides & in such pain,
her claws trying to embed the side
of the rocks but she keeps skidding down,
& at the last moment he scoops her up
having flown down & heard her cries.
But she dies in her lover's arms,
gripping his ribs with tearful eyes....

Faceless angels fall
You and I see
They scream and call
No god answers


They're bare
They're faceless
Only white hair
With creamy skin


They Glided
Or they ran
Grace is confided
Never in or out


They got thin
And start to slow
Did they sin?
Was death a punishment?


Death was the end
Or was it the start?
No matter what I send
You'll never see angels

I Am Covered, by
the Grace of God,
He puts his arms of
protection around me,
the Lord keeps me protected
from things I do not see,
I Am Covered, and
YES, I DO BELIEVE!!!,
He sends His Angel's
to keep me from harm,
Watching me at night,
into the early morn!!!
I know that I Am safe,
as I continue to Pray,
For the Lord to keep watch
and to Direct my way!!!
For, I Am Covered,
He will protect me
from Day to Day!!!!


B.R.
Date: 8/9/2025

We are nonbelievers
Our skin sparkles in that light
We glow from past mistakes
And trauma fuels our fight

Never speak of pain
Or wear a wound on our face
We're better than that, mature
Mentality-a constant race

Emotions are a betrayal
Hints of suffering in our eyes
Pain dusted across our face
Lives being woven through lies

I am a nonbeliever
And with that, I stand tall
But a part of me decays
Every time I see another angel fall

Gabriel: Angelic Guidance

Unearthly light shines,
Guiding Souls on paths of light,
Whispers of guidance.

Michael: Angelic Guardianship

Wings spread, fierce and strong,
Guardian of Souls, he soars,
Fearless, Love’s pure might.

Uriel: Angelic Paths of Enlightenment

Guardian of truth,
Wisdom’s flame illuminates,
Guiding lost Souls home.

Raphael: Angelic Healer of the Weary

Journeying with grace,
Balms of heaven in his hands,
Wounds dissolve in light.

Saraqael: Angelic Judge of the Fallen

Storm-cloaked, eyes like ash,
He names guilt without a blink,
Truth burns where he walks.

Remiel: Guide of the Returning

Graves break into light,
He lifts souls from silent dust,
Hope walks out with him.

Seraphim: Sacred Angelic Heavenly Choir

Heaven’s sacred choir,
Voices of celestial flame,
Radiant and pure.

Cherubim: The Watchers

Fourfold wings outstretched,
Eyes alight with knowing truth,
Wisdom wrapped in fire.

Patiences of youthful kisses...?
Do we assume; a happier honor?
Smiles and hugs, have become a list's
***, where, do we love a fist for sanity, or...

Rage, is a child a pile of ****?
Sour knowledge, of a rolling hiccough
Sticks and stones, with a star to fancy lip...
Catch on it, or, make a liberty a tomorrow's such

Mean, to measure a life with blood...
**** and pluck, isn't it sunshine's fear?
Quiet faces, that admit youth
Is more than rain, to openly near...

Rage, I have you by the panic
Pursue a wash, and dispose of a waste
Where has become, a sorts to seek...
Share guarantee, of a wish in want's presence

A satisfied kiss...?
Worth one more, identity in a handful of grace
Time, is leaving for an angel's wish
Where suicide can keep your today's pace...

When the dark spell was broken I began my journey;
I walked to the top of the hill.
I sang a song, along with the spotted towhee.
I saw the world below me and I strengthened my will.

I built my house in the shelter of the deep green valley,
with brick and stone, and a deep blue pool.
Under the stately pine and the swaying palm tree--
I swore to follow no man’s, but my own one rule.

A butterfly flew into my house one morn
and came to rest on my sleeping lips.
Then flew away–you know they don’t live long--
I dreamed a dream of an eternal kiss.

I awoke to find that my guardian angel
was sitting by my bed, singing his song.
“Don’t worry” he said, “I will never leave you.”
“I believe you.” I smiled. But we could both be wrong.