Paul Murdoch

Rookie (1961 / Alexandria)

To Hear An Angel Sing - Poem by Paul Murdoch

The murmur stops then finds its feet
The constant drone of bees;
A tiny angel’s song breaks through,
And puts the world at ease.

Ashamed, delighted, innocent,
The throng cannot believe,
That dulcet tones reverberate
Among the beams and eaves.

Two soul-mates in the shadows
Who’d never risk a word;
In coiffured, sequenced splendour;
Two lives entwined; absurd.

A sneer, a glance, judgmental;
A powerful eagle’s wing;
Is crushed beneath my yearning;
To hear an angel sing.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 31, 2006



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