The coming of night pulls the blue sky west
O’er the far valley beyond the mountain’s crest
I left her down in Corazon without forgiveness in the night
She was searching for the grace of God she was looking for the light
I saw the devil dancing while wringing up his hands
Conjuring his demons and rolling out his plans
The coming day pushes the blue sky west
O’er the far valley beyond the mountain’s crest
I left her down in Corazon her heart was led astray
She never found forgiveness and the devil had his way
I saw an angel weeping, falling from the sky
She said that she was sorry, she could not learn to fly
The coming silence brings the blue sky to rest
O’er the far valley beyond the mountain’s crest
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Willy you've done it again - a superb bit of poemship.
This is wonderful. Vivid story. Great word usage/combos. Great post Willy!
Great read Willy,and pretty picture to.I can actually picture the devil conjouring his demons and the angel falling from the sky and crying.I can even see this as a movie.
This is a wonderful write ww - thank you.
Very nice poem, ww!
I've come back to read some more of your amazing poetry and it seems that you've also been away..
I truly love this master piece.
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