Nicola Beckett

Angel - Poem by Nicola Beckett

The firework heavens open their skies,
Snow falling on leaves echoes a sweet melody,
The beat of a wing is heard through the twilight hours of days,
an angel flies through the December air,
embracing the rhythm of notes,
Ice melts with the slowing down of time,
yesterdays lost in a haze of life,
the stars are smiling at me tonight,
God takes away whom he loved the most,
leaves behind a hole to fill,
candles burn in churches still,
Icicles form in the dead of night,
the beat of a wing is heard.

Topic(s) of this poem: grief

Poet's Notes about The Poem

in memory of Sylvia

Comments about Angel by Nicola Beckett

  • (4/6/2015 1:43:00 PM)

    Wow what a nice piece I must say your words are just amazing,I love every bit of it.Great work. (Report) Reply

    Nicola Beckett (4/17/2015 3:47:00 PM)

    thanks :)

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 5, 2015

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