|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
Angel
Contributed by
Jonny_Angel
on
Thursday, 11th July 2002 @ 10:19:12 AM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
|
:Evening
The legend says that 'round this time
When you can hear the sleigh bells chime
That on the peak of Starlight Top
The hill where all the snowflakes drop
Appears an angel at the top
I hear them say she comes each night
To gaze upon the moonlight bright
And if it happens, that you should be
The one she touches, then you'll see
A wish be granted, just for thee
So on this night out in the snow
I went to find the angel's glow
To wish for something dear to me
To see the smiles, to be friendly
And she can cure me, only she
On top the peak I waited still
Until the night began to chill
I want to see this angel's glow
To be the very first to know
While here I wait within the snow
:Night
So now it's midnight (Twelve o'clock)
And still I wait on top a rock
I watch the moon, it shines so bright
And lighting up the starry night
As I continue to just sit tight
Now one past midnight (Twelve o'one)
And still I wait in Night's own sun
I watch that moon, it has a glow
It makes the town seem white as snow
As I continue to just sit so
Now two past midnight (Twelve o'two)
And still I wait for who knows who
I watch the moon, it's going down
It shifts the shadows in the town
As I continue without a frown
Now three past midnight (Twelve o'three)
And still I wait so patiently
I watch the moon in it's full bloom
And it's pure beauty does consume
Me like it's baby in her womb
Half past midnight (Twelve thirty)
And now I wait impatiently
I watch the moon now growing small
There is no angel, none at all
I weep as snow begins to fall
:Morning
I'm back at home, inside of town
Asleep in bed, my head face-down
I'm waken by the whispering
Of people with peculiar things
To say about this mystic thing
This mystic thing, I do not know
I went to someone and asked him so
"What is this mystic thing you saw?
It seems to me your still in awe
Please tell me what is that you saw?"
"My my, young boy, it was a dream
To actually see the angel's gleam
A rock he sat on through the night
Amazed by how the moon shone bright
My my, young boy, it was a sight"
"But that can't be, she wasn't there
It was a he? But who, but where?"
It wasn't till I realized
The idea had me mesmerized
And had me nonetheless surprised
They talk of a being on Starlight Top
The hill where all the snowflakes drop
Who sits past midnight, one, two, three
Adoring how the moon floats free
And who'd a thought that he was me
My wish came true 'cause now I do
What others might find hard to do
To be the angel of the legend
And see the smiles until the end
Of winter - it's what I do intend
It's not too hard to comprehend
The moon will be my nightly friend
At break of day I will descend
And sleep through day till night again
THE END
Copyright ©
Jonny_Angel
... [
2002-07-11 10:19:12]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: Angel
(User Rating: 1 )
by Chrissie on
Tuesday, 23rd July 2002 @ 05:07:06 AM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
I'm sorry to have missed this enchanting piece...a beautiful tale indeed.
Chrissie |
|
|
Re: Angel
(User Rating: 1 )
by lilch4ever on
Friday, 28th March 2003 @ 11:33:10 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| I really liked this poem very unique :) |
|
|
Re: Angel
(User Rating: 1 )
by DOCTERKRISITN on
Friday, 9th May 2003 @ 02:41:36 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| that was really god and very long next time try to get to the point a little faster |
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
