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The Country Angel

The Country  Angel

He came dressed in clean pressed jeans
A leather vest and a matching leather hat 
Though he was someone we'd never seen
No one seemed to think of that

He was carrying a beat-up guitar case
He asked, "Is this where the Bible study is?"
Someone told him, "Yes", downstairs
We'll start around sevenish

All were gathered, thirty or so
We opened with a word of prayer
The man in the leather vest and hat
Was kindly just standing there

The host asked if he would like to play
The guitar he'd brought along
He answered quietly, "Yes Sir, if I may"
And he began to strum a song

It was a familiar song to everyone
We all sang every word
The man played melodiously
Sweeter music was never heard

Many souls got saved that night
But we never found out his name
He had simply vanished from our sight
We know not from whence he came

We all agreed on this one thing
Just as Scriptures bares
We had heard an angel sing
And entertained him unawares

Curtis Moorman
18 March 2012

Copyright © Curtis Moorman

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  1. Date: 2/23/2015 12:20:00 AM
    Loved it all the way thru :)

  1. Date: 2/10/2015 5:56:00 PM
    Excellent poem. Your sentence structure with the line breaks is amazing. To use line breaks that work like punctuation is difficult. Don't know if it is talent or luck, but a fun read either way.

  1. Date: 2/5/2015 11:42:00 AM
    This is a lovely write Curtis. I am always courteous and polite, for you never know who you are talking to. One day I met a scruffy old man who I took to be the gardener and he turned out to be The Marquis of Angelsey in North Wales, and a lovely man as well. God Bless. D.

  1. Date: 2/4/2015 12:56:00 PM
    Country or not, we seldom know who is among us. A blessing. (Three times to type this correctly . . . important to me)

  1. Date: 2/3/2015 10:49:00 PM
    A very wonderful piece you have created Curtis! :-)

    Moorman Avatar Curtis Moorman
    Date: 2/4/2015 12:53:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thanks, Teddy. Your support is greatly appreciated.
  1. Date: 2/3/2015 9:53:00 PM
    Curtis, I really like this poem. It is quite different and yet a great story. I was quite impress and it held my attention.

    Moorman Avatar Curtis Moorman
    Date: 2/4/2015 12:55:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you, Joan. I appreciate you kind remarks.
  1. Date: 2/3/2015 2:05:00 PM
    I really liked your poem with the exception of the second verse. You completely lost your rhyme scheme. Perhaps you could change that verse to something like the following. He was carrying a beat-up guitar case He looked like he wanted to play Someone told him, "you came to the right place we'd really like you to stay.

  1. Date: 2/3/2015 12:52:00 PM
    Curtis, very nice; I'm reminded of Wallace Stevens in some aspect of your poem, esp. reminded of his 'The Blue Guitar'

  1. Date: 2/3/2015 9:44:00 AM
    Splended poem.. so expressive and well written !

  1. Date: 2/3/2015 9:39:00 AM
    What an outstanding prose poetry.. I love this... Definitely a 7!

  1. Date: 2/3/2015 8:13:00 AM
    I'm not a 'rater', but you are a writer. What a nice story. Puts one in touch with just how little it takes, on occasion, to bring people together, as well as to themselves; and their finding Faith. But it isn't really "how little it takes", is it? God's interventions loom large and have purpose and never affect just one person. Thanks for you.

  1. Date: 2/3/2015 7:33:00 AM
    I love this, Curtis. Great imagery, easy flow. I give it a seven.

  1. Date: 2/3/2015 1:09:00 AM
    Nice. I like it.

  1. Date: 2/2/2015 11:54:00 PM
    Lovely verse- I agree with Cecilia; this would make a great song, sung by someone like Brian Houston.

  1. Date: 2/2/2015 9:59:00 PM
    This is a delightful fresh and uplifting poem embodying the craft of a true poet. I love it. Neil Stewart McLeod

  1. Date: 2/2/2015 7:59:00 PM
    Curtis, I found your "Country Angel", it's karmic buddy! Please read my "Ballad of the Blue Suede Cafe"! This is too eerie! It's a song too, on Youtube! Check it out! Great job on your work! Tim Collins!

  1. Date: 2/2/2015 6:54:00 PM
    My husband still wears clean, pressed jeans - you have evoked a solid image with your details. I wish I could have heard the mysterious angel sing!

  1. Date: 2/2/2015 5:49:00 PM
    This would also make a lovely country song, excellent write Curtis. Hugs

  1. Date: 2/2/2015 5:47:00 PM
    Well done my good and faithful friend. May the god Lord take a linking to you.

  1. Date: 2/2/2015 5:45:00 PM
    Hi Curtis, congrats, see you got a winner in this poem. Great write, Bless you, George