Michael Shepherd Angel Poems

0167 Just Beyond The Angel's Reach

I don't know much about what I'm writing
except that I'm writing;
I don't know much about what I've written either,
except what I read;

Small Talk Angel Style

I saw something white in the bushes
it was a bunch of angels
wings folded taking an
ambrosia break and

0023 Angel, Butterfly, Poem

Glance, as you hurry home from work,
through this lighted window where
a man taps at his computer