Thursday, August 09, 2018

The Mind Was Filled With Clouds, Angels, Harps

the mind was filled with clouds, angels, harps
with vintage valentines, while waiting in line
or for the next blow

the mind below deck was calm and through the portholes
chose the amethyst seas.
do you remember these?

and children, staring at the lights
saw faery wings.
it wasn't so long ago.

you brushed the snow off their carcoats
so Christmas could  begin.
oh lost and the stained glass broken

where the thieves broke in
to steal the magnitude of stars
remember Whose you are

and do not sin.
by counting those more settled than you are.
your mind fills up with wings with Florentine things

with advents of the brightest kind.
and there's still time
before you go.

for evermore dreaming.
beyond all the seeming

mary angela douglas 9 august 2018