Angel of Music

Angel of music calling me now
Waving by the glees in the tide
Strumming the strings within me now
Hell looses up the tarts

Angel of music calling now
Singing along with me
How was the creed in the mountains?
Hefts of the world reckon

Snoring by the night within your bed
Birds sing from the trees
Whispers raid the skies without me
Pluming the gaits in bits

Loneliness speaks in the night
Troubles shoot reeling in my heart
Curdles of belts, melt below the grimes

Poetry by Katherine Nwelue
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Written on 2006-06-25 at 02:26

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I am in love with your writing. You have a rare gift. This poem swept me off my feet.

Zoya Zaidi
"Curdles of belts, melt below the grimes"

I like your style Cathrine!

love, xxx, Zoya

this is a very good poem
full of emotion
great wording
i love it!
good job!