I dreamed an Angel came to me
Wings as dark as night,
Eyes that sparked like diamonds,
Teeth of hound dog white.
Each night I see this angel
No words she speaks to me,
Enfolds me in her soft black wings
Breathes soft warm sleep on me.
Soft wings that hold me gently.
Full breasts that feed me life.
Smooth hands with nails like talons.
They pierce me as a knife.
In dreams alone I see her
Feel her sit astride.
Then I awake in anguish,
Alone. None by my side.
Comments
This sounds...
like a dream of longing. Longing for the attention of a long-gone bad girl; someone who offered a measure of comfort in the loneliness of the dark night. Maybe a spirit vampire? Kept my interest all the way through. Oh, I would use [sit] instead of [sat].
Nice work, ~ Geez.
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Thank You
Thanks Geez, Always so supportive. Appreciated. Alex
edited
Finally got round to your suggestion, Yes I think 'sit' sits right. Alex
Dear Alex,
I agree with Geezer's assessment of your poem and like the greedy guts that I am, I want more!!
*hugs, Cat
Hello Cat.
Well Miss Greedy Guts you will,I hope be pleased to know that I am working on several more of these, my Dark Angel Series.
I love writing this sort of poem most of all. I just have to be careful not to make them over explicit. I start by writing what my wife describes as pornography and then I pull them in to try and make them acceptable to all. Watch this space. Alex
Dear Alex,
It sounds like a good system for the development of a poem. I shall be watching. Please say "hello" to your wife from me?
*hugs, Cat
I like this. It flows well
I like this. It flows well and the subject is carried from start to finish where it leaves the reader wanting to know who this "woman" is. But it also made me say, this isn't a real woman, it's all in your mind Alex. Great job, Ruby :) xx
Thank You
Thanks Ruby, and you are quite right, she does exist in the mind only, I hope. Alex
under her black wings
The need for love, even toxic love and then the realization that she isn't really there. Beauty mixed with elements of myth and magic and the balance of good and evil. While the angel feeds you life, she tears you apart with her talons. Great write.
Hello Rose
I love writing this sort of poetry most of all. I'm working on several in the same vein at the moment but I take my time with them. Can't be too explicit, or can I?????? Alex.
Could Be A Dream Sequence From "Charmed"
Cat and I are, currently, watching the "Charmed" TV series. This strikes me as something that could be a dream sequence as a part of that series. It has the mystery of magic mixed with a touch of evil and the longing of one's darker side for it. Looking forward to more of your Dark Angel Series.
Hello Uncle
Hello Uncle. I'm not familiar with the series but then my wife and I watch very little television. I'm on about number 12 but I try to make them as varied as I can. Several have been put on here, some with different titles. Anyway thank you for your comments, they are always appreciated. Alex