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Dark Angel
May we be saluted as we stand brave and tall. For we do not smile into the face of danger, though we brace ready for the brawl. What is that, that that I see, it's the Dark Angel glaring down upon me. Hold still my courage tightly grasped. Guard it against my building weakness. Surely my hedge stone of strength falls fast. For with gaping mouth, my soul's aghast. O guardian angles where art thou? Of your essence, I do not see! Upon you, I trust all that make me The vivacious heroine I currently-be. Yet, now I am fallen on bend-of-knee With mounting weariness, my nerves grow thin. Windows wide opened reveals stark fear within. Take charge "my" icy stare frozen sickles brightly glare. Of this moment of graved aware Affixed to root a solid mass vital seconds now to pass. Still no twitch or flick of "foot", all thoughts to flee, all thoughts last. With outstretched hands grant me my honor. Of restoring please do not ignore. Return to me my pride and glory. On this notion, I do implore. Do not snatch the life within me. Release my breathing so it flows free. Of my name, you do not see. On the list given unto thee. Go thy way yonder time to come. Here now living I’m not done. ~~~Preludes in the poem "Tones" https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/tones_1198731
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