RL Mobley                                             Fallen Angel Angel standing on the street White gown cad body....wings bright reaching from head to toe Feathering soft was falling snow Clean as clear water rapids Sun rises in rhythm...moves in tempo...falls in time Angel still standing watching                        waiting Ordinary and average pass Blind to the brilliance of her presence          to the shine of her closeness Their thoughts loud swallowing everything seen            heard                                 Filth beneath feet Not earthly clay         Mass societal sins Their contemplations of wrong Rising in currents Covering pearl sandals muck drowning sheen, submerging gloss in profane scum          Their reflections of life's relief              sad       disheartening Feed the flux, making it flow high Engulfing pale legs Touching the tips of wings White turned blackish green under the tide       Angel not seeing       not caring Did nothing Simply stood feeling sorrow                   feeling fallen I live in a small rural town outside of Eugene Or. Here I have found my community is like my mind. I can find everything I need with a little searching. My writing has become a method of moving outside of the small minded attitudes I am submerged in, and trying to find the bigger picture. RL Mobley		lilip Member Directory Newest Members OnSite Poets Become a member Philosophy Message Board Lingerings Resources,Links and Webrings Search WOAW! Legalities Contact All material submitted by poets and authors remain in their copyright and is not available to be added to any anthology, collection, website, or any other use;personal or otherwise, without the author's permission. Issue Seven BasicFred Nadia Brown Janet Buck Anne Fraser Rosemarie Koch Kelly Ann Malone Marlene McCarty RL Mobley Dianna Morton PJ Nights PBURROUGHS Elena Ray Summer Rogers tanya-cherie
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