'angels don't always fly' timothy r gates, 8/13/2009
angels don't always
fly
do they die?
I bet they
would like to say,
'bye, bye.'
angels don't always
fly
do they sigh?
I bet
they'd like to say,
'oh shit, you didn't fry?
Angels don't always
fly
do they lie?
I bet
they'd like to say,
'genesis, perhaps a better try?'
Angels don't always
fly
their feathers drenched,
too heavy to spread,
not ready to drip dry –
Angles don't always
fly
when they
cry.
'Angels fall; Angels true' timothy r gates, 3/11/2008
angels fall:
some are said to fall,
some are told they've fallen,
some don't know why they haven't;
some simply weep, praying for redemption
- ours,
us who do not weep,
who've never fallen,
who've claimed all for themselves,
unable to see the blood-stained tears.
angels, swift to aid,
not seen, save by:
children,
those of hoary heads,
those of slower minds
those of warm hearts
those whose pain hasn't killed them
and,
those who dare to behold Beauty,
not giving a damn or blessed
whether angels are real or illusions,
only that they are true.
falling,
I prayed for success,
an angel who knew my tears, flew
-my unsaid words,
on this messenger's wings landed.
vicarious,
like children,
those who've forgotten their age,
those of slower minds,
those of warm hearts,
those whose pain hasn't killed them
and,
those who dare to behold Beauty.
angels fall
taking flight, again
when our need surpasses our greed,
and they're unable to find more tears.
