Bleh with Barry

Random with a cynical twist of lime.

Winding

with 2 comments

An ageless angel

Sat upon the snow-covered

Mountain, a light against the darkness.

He tends to the dead and the dying on the

Battlefield.

The men lay in pools of  blood

Calling to him. Asking for forgiveness

And salvation between gasps of

Flooded lungs. They sat calling, wanting

Only rest…They continued to call

Into the night unaware that

Lucifer

Is his name.

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Written by barryr22

October 8, 2010 at 9:04 pm

2 Responses

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  1. Great poetry ! I write a few poems on my blogs too.

    Winged wizard

    October 8, 2010 at 9:08 pm

  2. Nice and simple. Thank you.

    taikpalat

    October 8, 2010 at 10:26 pm


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