horeh shakul
because she must
and the world is not parenthesized
never small at all
and her heart is even bigger
than any of it
or you or me
even yesterday
when she lived in the cup of your hand
with your bantam voice
the tablature of her days
the sway blessing
was upon her
and then this moment
while she sleeps in the cramp of your bruise
god gives you this: that
love is a circle and absolute
and so she binds you
now and always
ever tomorrow
and a thousand tomorrows redeemed
over and over
to lose what we gain, gain what we lose
and so love gives us
all that we are
because she must
because she’s blessed
because she knows
because she loves
there she goes
see her jumping the brilliant rainbow?
little girl in a hurry
jeremy
How can someone so naughty be so artful and gifted? Hmmm…literate smut….now that’s honesty in advertising.
HDB
This is a very beautiful work, Angela. To me, it speaks of the loss of someone very dear, very special, and gives hope that this loss is only temporary, and that someday those that she left will once again be united with her.
Secondhand Rose
I don’t even know what to say, but standing here with my mouth open won’t be noticed by you — and you deserve to know that people are awed.
Timberlain
Incredible. I suffered a loss recently and you have helped me to heal a bit. Thank you.
booklover35
Angela – you know I love your imaginative sites and your erotic chat, but after reading this poem I have to ask: “What the hell are you doing wasting your talents on us mere mortals?”
Beautiful. Just beautiful.
BeamMeUp
simply incredible
i am awestruck
Lyndee
Not only is my mouth open in awe, my arms are open to give you a hug. Damn Ang,
you never cease to amaze me…never!
xoxo
hot java
You are the emotional mentor of those older than you, for only an old soul could generate such emotive art.
Scott
Very powerful poem, I read it three times, the last time aloud. The second to the last stanza was like a roll of drums, as triumphant as the Ode to Joy. –Scott