I light up exhale
shift to the left
the sun lights up the
smoke
through two panes
like the wing tip
of Gabriel
is that
where my soul resides
in between two panes
getting into the bath
my mind turns to God
this is my church
closest I get
till more solid proof
is offered
in
a postal flyer
which could well be recycled anyway
I think again how
Gabriels wingtips glisten like
sharpening axes for that
sharpening axes for that
last battle
against the horde
Then I shift the vision
fading as the sun
hits the mirror behind
blinds me with
light
I turn to bigger
questions God do
you
bleed every 28 days
or birth
another Angel
Bruce
Ruston
now at the age 40 is enjoy his second life. He lives in Somerset, UK
where he is currently honing his poetic art covering an array of topics.
Bruce, this is excellent. Wonderful tension and rhythm. And thought-provoking.
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