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imehsahdehahs Oct 22
First Heaven Burned to the Ground

Flood Drowned all that was left

Right around the corner was A King

With Golden Ring

Seeking God, Power & Women

But He Didn't Know

This Sorcery and Magick

was part of my plan

For I am the Angel with one red wing

Nothing would Stop me, King

Melting Your precious Ring

With anguished prisoned in My Eyes

For an Eternity

No Pillar In Air

Can Put Out The Fire in My Heart

nor Stop me form Bringing

Hell on Earth

For I swore I will Devour

Each and every Soul in your Kingdom

Till No Light Left in Heavens

and No Man on Earth










I AM
THE ANGEL
WITH ONE RED WING
ONE RED WING

DESTROYED THE RING

AND **** ONE AND THE ONLY KING
Jordan Gee Aug 12
my heart is on fire
one half cup espresso, a vape
and a song that drapes my heart in a purple fire,
with the same purple glow inside the go go bar
where that dancer handed Bukowski a dried lily
But only for a moment.

lesson #104 and the
music rides a sine wave into
my left ear.
I sat upon a lotus pad and kept
a straight back
the Angelus Novus couldn’t (insert link)
close its wings against
the winds of Paradise so
elated were the Gods by the
progress of man.
so high the rubble of the wreckage the
view from its summit rivaled the
vantage gained from
standing atop the Six Grandfathers within the
Four-headed Dog from across the pond.

national broadcast in the jungle and
all the box would do is
talk
and all the cockroaches would do is
persist
and all the machetes would do is
hack
and all the bodies burned
and Felicien Kabuga was kindly granted asylum by the West
and remained at large for over 25 years.
THANKS A LOT SWITZERLAND.
(insert link)
may all the kings be strangled with the entrails of all the priests
Empty letter box.
Evening is filled with bird songs;
The time to take wing!
Em Glass Jul 27
The sunlight filtered
through feathers splayed
hits different when
the wing is stayed
Madison Apr 17
When you find
that we are lost
nobody owes concern
direction is guided
by open eyes
the reward
unfurled wings
Strawberry Apr 10
I'm tired of thinking of you
You and beauty are twins
Glory to my mind
Diving into the depths of my eyes

Oh my kingdom, how can I get to you?
No distance there is
between you and my heart
If you are away, you are my feelings and sences

Whenever I try to get away from you
My awareness rises my longing and longing for you

You are like a magnet
The farther I step away, it brings me back to you

Come and fill my heart with vigor
You are my ultimate joy and pleasure

Come and spread my wings on your wings
And let's be a bird where
all other birds draw love from

Let's fly far and fancy
As love has been created for me and you only

If we and love burn together,
we barley care
Such Tenderness
by Michael R. Burch

for the mothers of Gaza

There was, in your touch, such tenderness—as
only the dove on her mildest day has,
when she shelters downed fledglings beneath a warm wing
and coos to them softly, unable to sing.

What songs long forgotten occur to you now—
a babe at each breast? What terrible vow
ripped from your throat like the thunder that day
can never hold severing lightnings at bay?

Time taught you tenderness—time, oh, and love.
But love in the end is seldom enough ...
and time?—insufficient to life’s brief task.
I can only admire, unable to ask—

what is the source, whence comes the desire
of a woman to love as no God may require?

Keywords/Tags: Gaza, mothers, touch, tenderness, dove, shelter, wing, coos, sings, babies, fledglings, love, god
Ylzm Mar 26
Once I drink it all,
     and can drink some more.
Then just a cup or two,
     and I'm jabbering like a fool.
Yesterday, a swirl and a whiff,
     and my tongue's a pen and I sing in fifths.
Today, the spirit’s overflowing,
     and I'll do anything on a prayer and a wing.
Tremble
by Michael R. Burch

Her predatory eye,
the single feral iris,
scans.

Her raptor beak,
all jagged sharp-edged ******,
juts.

Her hard talon,
clenched in pinched expectation,
waits.

Her clipped wings,
preened against reality,
tremble.

Published by The Lyric, Verses Magazine, Romantics Quarterly, Journeys, The Raintown Review, Poetic Ponderings, Poem Kingdom, The Fabric of a Vision, NPAC—Net Poetry and Art Competition, Poet’s Haven, Listening To The Birth Of Crystals (Anthology), Poetry Renewal, Inspirational Stories, Poetry Life & Times, MahMag (Iranian/Farsi), The Eclectic Muse

Keywords/Tags: Tremble, predator, raptor, hawk, eagle, falcon, talon, beak, wing, preen, preened, preening



Ordinary Love
by Michael R. Burch

Indescribable—our love—and still we say
with eyes averted, turning out the light,
"I love you," in the ordinary way

and tug the coverlet where once we lay,
all suntanned limbs entangled, shivering, white ...
indescribably in love. Or so we say.

Your hair's blonde thicket now is tangle-gray;
you turn your back; you murmur to the night,
"I love you," in the ordinary way.

Beneath the sheets our hands and feet would stray
to warm ourselves. We do not touch despite
a love so indescribable. We say

we're older now, that "love" has had its day.
But that which Love once countenanced, delight,
still makes you indescribable. I say,
"I love you," in the ordinary way.

Winner of the 2001 Algernon Charles Swinburne poetry contest; published by The Lyric, Romantics Quarterly, Mandrake Poetry Review, Carnelian, Poem Kingdom, Net Poetry and Art Competition, Famous Poets and Poems, FreeXpression, PW Review, Poetic Voices, Poetry Renewal and Poetry Life & Times
Viji Vishwanath Dec 2019
Have a wing to fly
That fly so high
Is a wish to buy
As a pie in sky

A wing to fly
With passion of mine
To attain cheesy goals of peace
That make us in ease
With no worry of course
Feels no reason of case
As caught as a prey
In the beaks of a kite
Is a wish of mine

A wish to fly
With the wings of mine
Which no one can deny
But anyone can rely
Is my final destiny
Which is sweet as a candy
That sounds to amplify
As an apple of eye
Is an auspicious ray
In the divine sky

A wing to fly
In the limitless sky
Is something to say
With no lie
In this life’s spy
Is something to enjoy
With full of joy
That never allow to cry
As a weeping alloy
Melted in lab of mines
To spark so bright
As a shiny stone of light
Shines in sky

A wing to fly
Is a dream of a day
In a windy night
Which feels cool as a snow
That speaks a warm hai
Than a good bye
Is a dream of mine

A wing to fly
Is a snowy bridge to sky
Seems as stars in sky
And the angels that fly
With snowy wings that shine
In the night sky
With light of moon
Like a sparkling wine
In crystal glass of mine
Is a wish of dreamy wing of mine

A wing to fly
Which wish so high
Feels shy in moonlight
As an auspicious ray
Wandering in milky way
Is a dream of wish
Which feels so fine
In the land of nice
Which refresh as an ice
Is the snowy wing of mine

A wing to fly
In the outer space
With vibrations of heavenly space
Can be lost in sounds of howling planet
And whistling helium
Or by Jupiter’s roar
Is some what
That captures the soul
In the deep silence of space
That bring best sight
Is the wish of mine

A wing to fly
In the sound of space
With its soothing wave
Is a relaxing music
Makes it a wonderful galaxy
As a sea of light sky
Romancing with moon
In the arms of dark night
Is the loving wing
That desires to swim
As deep as a mermaid in sea
Is the secret wish of mine

A wing to fly
In deeper space of sky
Is a rare heavenly beauty
Which is merely found there
Is a mind blowing play
In the hands of Lord’s creativity
Which really bring us pride
Like an auspicious wing
That fly in great sky
And that not only for today
But forever as a fairy
That smile in every file
Of you and me

That you and me
Fly in this sky
To the heights of galaxy
As the paintings of Da Vinci
Smiles in Mona Lisa’s lips
Which impact in every mind
Of humanly creation
That took birth
In the land of diversity
Is the true wings of mine
That fly to eternal peace
Is a wing to fly on wow
As of a dove’s vow
A wing to fly in you and me in the deep sky as a dove. And to swim as deep as a mermaid in the sea. A wing with a wish to attain Godly peace is like a dove’s vow.
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