Angelwings of Ash

Perhaps the very last poem to be finished reflecting on the time of Ace & Angel.


Angelwings of Ash

Alone in the world
feelings rise and fall
tears in her eyes
they burn

Sneaking out at night
lies caught in her mouth
is this worth it
perhaps

Angel of the skies
along side her Ace
but together
no more

Where have her wings gone
torn from her own back
burning to dust
to ash

Now she is grounded
dirt and rocks below
a path laid out
for her

Darkened skies above
a long road ahead
the choice is mine...
I walk

- 03 January 2005
- revised 13 March 2006
- revised 08 March 2008
- revised 19 March 2008