Richard Lamoureux Poet Free verse

The Bargain

The Bargain

I was an Angel once
Jealous of mankind
Jealous of their lofty dreams
Their overconfidence
How could they aspire 
to such greatness 
With so many limitations 

Yes I was jealous 
For Angels do not know passion
We are sexless creatures
Love is but an idea
Our heart’s have a formless void

We have to many hours
Nothing of note occupies our minds
Sure our Father gave us wings
We possess great strength 
We can control the winds
Still we do not have His full favour 
That belongs to the humans

What is an Eternity without dreams?
We have no need of sleep 
Gluttony has no sway without appetite
I possessed no great ambition 
My one purpose
My only purpose
To protect the humans
Those oblivious beings
Even those who did not believe

So dear friend 
I made a bargain 
Choosing to change places
Him, he always wanted to fly
Eternal life added to the bargain

Fifty years go by so quickly
I did not know about aches and pains
Love and passion were fleeting things
My ambition was blind
Now I am destined to meet my brother
The Angel of Death will come for me
He will not recognize me
For I relinquished my wings.

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Phyllis Babcock August 27, 2023 at 3:47 PM This is like the grass is always greener on the other side. I like your use of angels and humans in this poem. love phyl

Joe Maverick August 25, 2022 at 12:26 AM A good thought provoking piece here Richard We cannot underestimate the value such Writes add to general consciousness.. I think The ending is open to interpretation here.? Was that intended.? I suppose it must have Been, then as humans we can At times suppose too Much.' Richard Lamoureux August 25, 2022 at 5:45 AM Thanks for such a thoughtful response. Yes it is open to interpretation. Thanks for taking time to ponder.

Susan Lawrence August 23, 2022 at 12:56 PM Richard , I love your journey into the humanness of us mortals and the reflections of the angel who once was. So many nuances of passion and simple moments in time , emotions of woman and man that we sometimes take for granted . Poignant and lovely. Hugs , Susan :) Richard Lamoureux August 23, 2022 at 4:02 PM I love this thoughtful response. Thanks for reading.

Mystic Rose Rose August 21, 2022 at 1:28 PM we always long for what we don't have and its never greener on the other side, still we think it is, your poetry is very revealing of human nature and all its Angelic nuances are palpable, thank you for sharing this, Richard, God bless. Richard Lamoureux August 23, 2022 at 5:20 AM Blessings to you as well dear friend.

Connie Marcum Wong August 20, 2022 at 9:05 AM Your last stanza wraps this poem in the brilliant light of insight Richard. I loved this. Excellent writing! Blessings xxoo Richard Lamoureux August 20, 2022 at 8:09 PM Thanks so much for reading and commenting. Blessings Rick.

Harry Horsman August 18, 2022 at 5:54 PM What does one do to earn their wings, i wonder. So here a poem from the other side, another point of view, where the grass is always greener over yonder. You are so clever, Richard, always set me on the highway of thought. Oh and the poetry, 'out of this world?' Richard Lamoureux August 19, 2022 at 7:59 AM Good to see we are on the same page. Always a pleasure to have a visit from you my friend. Harry Horsman August 18, 2022 at 5:57 PM Oh just read the other comments, Richard. I can a sure you. I did not see the grass comment till after i left my comment..Harry

Michelle Faulkner August 10, 2022 at 2:19 PM Your last stanza is so mournful of what was lost, passion is indeed fleeting, in the end you can lose so much~ Richard Lamoureux August 19, 2022 at 7:59 AM Thanks for reading Michelle.

Gershon Wolf August 7, 2022 at 8:07 PM As they say, 'Be careful what you wish for.' Nice to see you posting, Richard. Blessings and Bounty, Gershon Richard Lamoureux August 7, 2022 at 8:08 PM Thanks buddy.

Paul Callus August 7, 2022 at 1:30 PM The yearning to experience what others have can be too powerful to handle...even at the cost of losing our 'wings'. Regards // paul Richard Lamoureux August 7, 2022 at 8:08 PM Thanks my friend.

Jennifer Proxenos August 7, 2022 at 11:06 AM A very concerning poem Richard - sexless angels, who feel no passion yet they - you - protect human beings, mere shells without substance, even those that don't believe , even jealous of them, was I blind you say, so you have given up your angel wings now and the angel of death when he comes for you will not recognize you. Richard am I anywhere near an understanding comment? Hugs, blessings, Jennifer Richard Lamoureux August 7, 2022 at 8:01 PM Read Paul’s response. I think he understands where I was going with this piece. This is a celestial example of thinking grass is greener on the other side of the fence. Until humanity is experienced it can’t be fully understood.

Tom Cunningham August 6, 2022 at 10:44 AM The angel of death will come for us all in the end, hopefully we'll float upwards. Hope you're keeping well Richard. Tom Richard Lamoureux August 6, 2022 at 9:47 PM Thanks Tom I am well. I appreciate your visit.