A poem I dedicate to national break-up day. My woman and I parted ways yesterday. This I dedicate to her.


The Demon Angel

Remind me now, because I doubt
The thunder clouds cannot but shout

My angel high, my angel high
Please forgive her

In the church yard, there was a pool
I couldn't see me in the cool

My angel high, my angel high
Please forget her

Believe me please
Of your attention I beg
The angel's with the breeze
No inch of regret

When the dawn's at cruising speed
My weary sails at last been freed

My angel high, my angel high
Please remember

Although the fog has cleared away
My pain and anger still remain

My angel high, but now she's low
I'll remember

Believe me please
I know that I'll be fine
My honor's bented and greased
The angel never was mine

The Earth is growing large
As I approach on the barge

My angel high, my angel low
Now I know

I'll just go home.




Poetry by weirdzarun
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Written on 2007-01-12 at 00:56

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Kathy Lockhart
i too see the process Michael. It is hard living through these loves and the break-ups. It is good that you have the talent to write it out, to sing it out, to live it out. Take your pain and create! You certainly are blessed with the talent to do so. Here's some hugs from a grandmother whose been there. (((hugs)))
2007-01-13



This speaks to me of all the processes of life Michael. your poem speaks it so well. We all have to go through these experiences and to forgive her and let it pass, is your best possible path, it is hard to take as it feels like walking on glass. But like you say, it leads you home. I feel for you. Tai
2007-01-12