Two poems on separation

[vaneramos]

Posted for mylastsigh.


Fallen angels

Our wings fall away like ages
and we are left human
with stone feet
and eyes no longer through skylights
but turned unto day
still greening across the sod.

January 16, 1996


From a one-bedroom apartment window

Flakes fly through a beam by the street corner.
A few naked crystals
caught in the act of falling,
pink beneath mercury vapour.
Their motion sudden, harried
lost from a world
of others drifting unseen in darkness.

Based on a poem written January 23, 1996.


I moved into my own apartment on January 20, 1996.

Comments

[mylastsigh.livejournal.com]

thank you.
xo

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

Sending out supportive thoughts from this direction, my friend. If I can help in any way, I would be glad to.

[eloquentwthrage.livejournal.com]

Nice work...

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

Thanks. My recent poetry doesn't feel half as inspired as the stuff I wrote when I was really miserable. ;-)

[eloquentwthrage.livejournal.com]

That's usually how I feel. I need strife and angst to get out the good stuff.