Kitty blue dress,
princess of sorrow,
died today,
will live tomorrow
in her heaven of known belief
all her life. Sad time's a thief.
Angels are crossing
the light of night.
Soon they will settle
on a naked bed,
two white bodies
with feathered arms
come to secure their passive dead.
Been looking through your poems Sally the ones I've missed. Love this one it's like a short story in a poem. I'm intrigued about Kitty Blue Dress?
She was an all life depressive.. but still believed in the hereafter.She w as a dear Aunt.
Truly beautiful. Angels of death described in a profound manner. Very creditable write. Just enjoyed it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The angels are always watching over us, a great poem.
Thanks for your interest, Dave