“Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them.” Charles Simic

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Fallen Angel


by Thomas Squiers
© 2013. All rights reserved.

I fell from the sky
I hit the ground
softly
greeted by green
greeted by Earth

This new place
This new shell
This new life
This new hell

This is where I
fell

Was this a set up?
Was this my fate?
A 'Fallen Angel'
written
on my name plate

I fell from the sky
I hit the ground
softly
greeted by lovers
greeted by haters

This new life
This new skin
This new world
This new sin

This is where I
fell