Brian Routh

Rookie - 0 Points (9th March 1948 / Gateshead, County Durham)

The Angel - Poem by Brian Routh

The angel has kissed me
I am awake with my spiritual sword in hand
ectpoplasm bubbling inside me
thoughts provoke me
I move
I am moving
fighting to grab the controls
to steer the ship
I have no chart to follow
I am a blubber bag
large and awkward
gangling my limbs
twisting my head
siphoning off poison
the gasses escaping
no chance of melting here
in this wasteland of logic
a voice within rings out
resonating reason
my sky is blue
my spirit new

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 27, 2005

Poem Edited: Sunday, November 27, 2005

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