Angel Tears
30 July 2016
Falling rain
Covers my meadows
Black prairies
Grass withers
Scorching sunlight seeps within
Land of the fairies
The woods speak
Their voices wooden
Like ship mast
Now downcast
We carry our crew like rock
Flags of soul breach seas
Feeble mock
Their hearts set in stone
Marble walls
Angels’ Tears
Within the dark veins strewn thin
In loss of the Love
Reading of the poem:
Troth – Thomas Feiner
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