John Kipling Lewis

Rookie (3/12/1968 / Manhattan, KS)

Angelic Death - Poem by John Kipling Lewis

so pretty.
All consuming,
nothing left to
deliver to hell.
Empty soul cage, open
without hope or remorse
for the sins committed. Early
Moonrise stilled her heart beat
for the third time. Killing her
silently without the parade she deserved.
Her eyes are a stained glass window of tears.
Pale lips fluttering over her last sigh.
Her breath repulsing the butterfly which hovered above.
Golden skin tarnishing in Death's Rapture, worthy lover
for the sinner she had become. Her redemption lost.
Saturation of pleasure embraced, Myth's Heaven faded without note.
As Moonfall silenced light's dance upon her face, nothing remained
of her life, of heaven or hell, nothing save pleasure.

(co-authored with Katherine Tombeau, June 10,1997)

Comments about Angelic Death by John Kipling Lewis

  • (11/5/2007 9:21:00 PM)

    It's OK but to depressing for me. (Report) Reply

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  • (11/5/2007 1:12:00 PM)

    1. Too full of overblown, over-lofty, false puffery and plenty of cliches. (Report) Reply

  • (11/5/2007 12:48:00 PM)

    I think this poem is less accessible than the others and a little overbearing. (Report) Reply

  • (8/3/2007 6:34:00 PM)

    Yuk. Yuk. Yuk. Yuk. Yuk. Yuk. Yuk. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 24, 2006

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