I know the ghost of angels say to kill. 
I know the philosophy in it still.
I know the world revolves around it now.
I know the sword fights like hell.
I know the blood of thunder tastes like rain.
I know the wrath of God is pain.
I know the structure of it now.
I know the reasons are the same.
I know the aptitude is light
I know the war is left to fight.
I know the choirs sing it loud.
I know the truth that it’s not right.
2004-09-20
A long time ago I used to write poetry. Mostly in high school. However years later I was inspired to write this poem. I was never very good at poetry. I always preferred prose. But I did like this poem. It puts a picture in my head of a questioning archangel (Michael) in the middle of a war. How the line between black and white is told to him to be distinctive. Its been hammered into him forever. But yet as the last line of this poem reads he realizes that what he’s told isn’t necessarily how it is.
Wow. I like this. I usually don’t care for verse that uses the same phrase so repetitively, but it really works for this. Great imagery, too.
I think it’s wonderful, however you know me and my poetry. To me poetry doesn’t always have to be fluid or make sense. It’s what is in your soul and projected heavily on paper (or screen).
I really liked this, but I also liked the poem you wrote me…
Strawberry Crimson
I know the ghosts of angels say to kill
But I don’t think they feel that way still
They lay down their wings for her
Passing gold and silver rings to her
Trying to appease her
I step softly into the light
I step fiercely into the light
Offer nothing but the angels freight
Banish the beasts of beauty from their desire
They hold not candles to her fire.
Their wish, their dreams to hold such charm
No mortal ever they’ve seen has caused them such disarm
And an angel leaned to me to plead
I have created fire and the seas,
But have never seen such beauty
The way she…
Be gone spirit angel
Everything the strawberry crimson covers is bliss
This is true, I admit
Even so she kills with her kiss
I should die myself, and myself alone by this
What sweetness
I will always cherish this poem. Thank you so much!
@jewjewbeedragon – Yes, I stole the opening line from the poem above to use in yours.
I really like this poem. It’s hard for me to like a lot of rhyming poems if they aren’t put to guitar tabs or piano notes, because they come off as really generic. But this poem is definitely liked by me. :)
Maybe you gave up writing, but it sure didn’t give up on you. Wonderful poem.
thanks for the comment but if anything i will lose weight, i really like your poem by the way
I also prefer prose. But I write poetry from time to time. I like this one though. Also, your header reminds me of Nevada. <- this was the main point of me commenting. :]