Alyssa Lorette Poet Quatrain

An Angel's Torrent

Halcyon harp, dry the cloud's tears on Earth.
Don't let its torrent break your strumming strings.
Let your hymn preserve my frail ailerons.
Notice how much a prayer's whimper brings.

Hallelujah is mute from the downpour.
My instrument has become a firearm.
Shall I sing his sanctity through this storm?
Still, my Lord, for you - I'll salvage this psalm.
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Date: 6/23/18
Contest: Angels In The Rain
Sponsor: Vermillion Scythe

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Andrea Dietrich June 24, 2018 at 2:59 PM wow, I think you did a great job with this challenge. One of the better entries. Good luck to be on the winners' list.

Lyric Man June 23, 2018 at 10:30 PM Alyssa.. such a compelling write destined to go far in the contest!