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November 27, 2023
"Mes de los Muertos"

Angels Wings

By Lynn White

Angels Wings

I am pondering the nature of
angels wings.
Fluttery things.
like powdery moths
or butterflies,
fluttering by.
Or, feathered like a bird's.
Made to hover and soar.
To glide on the thermals,
higher and higher,

Not tight skin and bone
like bat's
or scaly like dragon's.
Long before the birds
and the flutterbies.
But, after than the angels,
later than those fluttery things.

So did the feathers come first
and fall to earth
becoming scales
on the way down.
How far did they fall
before they left heaven
and hit the ground flying
to metamorphose
and make a scaly shell
of skin ready to burst
and open dustily.
Scaled like moths
in clouds
of dust

Not so different then
in the scales of things,
those powdered creatures
those fluttery things,
those angels wings.

First published in With Painted Words, August 2016

Article © Lynn White. All rights reserved.
Published on 2021-12-13
Image(s) are public domain.
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