Frozen tears
From marble eyes
An angels prayer
Lost in time
A silent bird
On wing up high
Release the tears
Angel to cry.
Your immortality
A burden as such
To roam dimensions
Heavenly touch
Your gentle face
Featured stone
Does your heart beat
Without a home ?
Who created you
Who modelled your frame ?
Your statued stare
Eyes without flame
Moonlight it touches
In nights dark hand
An angels prayer
Times falling sand.
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nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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Comments2
Nicely crafted this poem evokes images of a marble work of art. Well done
Thanking you always appreciated
You are most welcome
Ah, I remember that feeling. There have been such angel sightings along my timeline over the years. 🕊️🙏
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