White Wolf Poet Couplet

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Nothing like the Angels I saw, plus mine had no wings!

Two Angels:

Again another day has come to pass,
I sit here sober, looking at an empty glass.

For if I could tell you the things I've seen,
You would reply, I'm living in a dream.

I've seen two angels in my lifetime,
Both in spirit, both shared a sign.

One held my heart in her open palm,
As I lifted my head still remaining calm.

The other appeared to me when I was at death's door,
She hovered above the ground never touching the floor.

I saw a golden vessel it was right by her side,
Containing all knowledge inside it did reside.

But my eyes were fixed on the beauty she did bestow,
Surrounded by coloured textures and how they did glow.

Exhilaration filled my mind I was no longer in fright,
I just couldn't believe this beauty was in my sight.

So this is my story of when I had died,
Now I'm a firm believer in the other side.

And if you doubt what I have said is true,
Then you shall see with your own eyes too.

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Lisa Ricci March 14, 2017 at 7:56 AM You are most welcome White Wolf. I mean what I say and I will return to your page soon. Enjoy the morning. White Wolf March 14, 2017 at 8:21 AM You too, Lisa /|\

Lisa Ricci March 14, 2017 at 7:20 AM Hello White Wolf. Good Morning. I see such beauty within your words and thoughts not to mention flow. Your words are as gentle as an angel itself. The rhyme is in excellent form and never forced. Very poetic I say. Well done throughout. White Wolf March 14, 2017 at 7:36 AM That is truly an encouraging comment, and for that, I thank you my new found friend /|\

Angela Yousef March 10, 2017 at 9:22 AM Very nice and personal thanks for sharing I had a similar experience with my guardian angel except I was not dead she woke me up from my sleeping. White Wolf March 14, 2017 at 7:35 AM Yes, fear of death is a fallacy. Thank you for stopping by, Angela /|\

Pashang Salehi February 28, 2017 at 1:14 PM The problem is the empty cup.... mine is always full.... Cheers Pashang Salehi March 4, 2017 at 1:35 PM Always... White Wolf February 28, 2017 at 5:49 PM Then you are blessed, thank you /|\

Chuck Melugin February 17, 2017 at 8:53 AM Wolf, thank God for Two Angels and thank you for sharing with us. As you said, they changed your life forever and I believe your words will further the message of change. Powerful!! My best, chuck White Wolf February 18, 2017 at 2:40 AM Thank you, Chuck /|\

Heidi Sands February 12, 2017 at 8:41 AM Very nice write and interesting :) White Wolf February 12, 2017 at 5:44 PM Thank you very much, Heidi /|\

Space Cadet February 10, 2017 at 1:10 AM I like this and the "twist" at the end. Nice Work, WW. -- WC White Wolf February 10, 2017 at 1:16 AM Thank you, Wesley! The first one is a long story, but the second one appeared when I actually died in ICU a couple of years ago!

Winged Warrior February 9, 2017 at 12:06 AM I knew you were an ambassador from heaven, Wolfie... meaning you are in touch with your Angels...all poets are conduits of Angels...many just don’t know it yet...we are messengers of the messenger’s lol...I’ve had similar experiences, my friend...the Angel on my shoulder is the Arch Angel Metatron...he is the Angel that gave me my name...he is the one that sends silent whispers of life, lament, laughter, and love...I’m glad you found yours...write on my friend...god bless...^WW^ White Wolf February 9, 2017 at 4:49 AM Kahlil Gibran: "A poet is a bird of unearthly excellence, who escapes from his celestial realm arrives in this world warbling. If we do not cherish him, he spreads his wings and flies back into his homeland! /|\

Carol B. February 8, 2017 at 11:38 PM I so believe in angels. Delightful poem! White Wolf February 9, 2017 at 4:46 AM Good to know! Thanks, Carol /|\

Sara Ella February 8, 2017 at 11:25 PM I think it was more than a dream and you are blessed <3 This is a wonderful poem Budgie!!! White Wolf February 9, 2017 at 4:44 AM Yes, they were more than a dream! They were visions! Thanks, Sara /|\

Andrea Dietrich February 8, 2017 at 5:34 PM This is SO wonderful, White Wolf. I sure hope I have a guardian angel. If I do, she works mostly on the freeway for me!! I've escaped quite a few accidents. Gotta fave this one. White Wolf February 8, 2017 at 5:56 PM Yes, our freeways get rather hectic too over here! Thank you for such a lovely comment, Andrea! And take care out there /|\

Claudia Polydoro February 8, 2017 at 4:40 PM This is so beautiful, Budgie!!! I do believe in Angels - I cherish my guardian angel a lot... <3 Loved this one :) White Wolf February 8, 2017 at 4:56 PM I still doubted after the first encounter but after the second! Well, what can I say, I'm a believer too! Thanks, Claudia /|\

Probir Gupta February 8, 2017 at 8:30 AM Very nicely brought out ... Love it ... White Wolf February 8, 2017 at 4:51 PM Thank you very much, Probir /|\

Elizabeth Kinch February 8, 2017 at 7:48 AM Love this. Do not doubt you at all. I'm a firm believer in angels. White Wolf February 8, 2017 at 4:50 PM Thank you, Elizabeth /|\

John Herlihy February 8, 2017 at 6:13 AM A very insightful poem. Why do I say this, perhaps not for the usual reasons. The detail for one thing you include here bringing the reader into the depths of the poem. The rhyming is unexpected, rather than expected, thus reinforcing the rhythm of the couplets. Then the idea, the angels, you don't need to be a poet to seem them "with your own eyes". Nicely rendered. John White Wolf February 8, 2017 at 6:25 AM You're welcome anytime with comments like that, John, Ha, thank you mate /|\

Chris Green February 8, 2017 at 5:48 AM Nice one Rick, this felt soft and soothing to read as well as ponder the thoughts and the visions you have penned. White Wolf February 8, 2017 at 5:53 AM Sorry, Chris, that comment jumped up into yours! Haha, Thank you mate /|\ White Wolf February 8, 2017 at 5:50 AM "Death a celestial pillow is upon which the soul rests for a while dreaming of the life to come!" Exactly, very well worded my friend! And thank you for another poem to check out! /|\

Demetrios Trifiatis February 8, 2017 at 5:42 AM I, for one do not doubt my friend, White Wolf proof my many poems I have written on the subject among them " Life In Eternity"! Superb writing depicting accurately life on the other side! " Death a celestial pillow is upon which the soul rests for a while dreaming of the life to come!" Demetrios. Congratulations and a seven! White Wolf February 8, 2017 at 5:51 AM Death a celestial pillow is upon which the soul rests for a while dreaming of the life to come!" Exactly, very well worded my friend! And thank you for another poem to check out! /|\

Anne-Lise Andresen February 8, 2017 at 1:47 AM - I have no doubt that angels, found on "the other side" - But I do not believe in "Heaven and Hell" - A beautiful poem, W.W. - hugs // Anne-Lise :) White Wolf February 8, 2017 at 1:53 AM No, the concept of a Heaven and a Hell is just a bit rich for my blood too! Thank you, A-L /|\