Kim Rodrigues Poet Free verse

Whispering Wings

Whispering wings ~ feathers afloat,

   Molting and marvelous, magnanimous

      Wonders, alighting in familiar places.

      ~

Each feather remembers the warmth,

   The pear-shaped cradle ere birth.

      The quietude-nest, the guardian enfolds.

            ~

Even in rapid flight, into ebony night,

   Wings, like a butterfly’s, though they sing,

      trumpet no sound, unless one’s in tune

                  ~

With God, unless the Spirit is just right,

   Unless the Father is prepared to save

      Or take away or just delight - just because…

                        ~

Molting and marvelous, plucked from memories,

   The magnanimous calls to the perceiver —

      The flight, the whisper, the hesperus-hour,

                              ~

Tingle of senses, the angelic featherbed

   Releases an echo of space and time

      To loved ones left behind…a single dove.

                                    ~

Even the blind, deaf and dumb recover

   their senses, grab hold of the felicitous flight

     …somehow, one’s guardian angel delivers this gift.

                                          ~

Godspeed, feather-light, wings that glow

   whiter than snow. The Holy Spirit prepared

      to disentangle truth from fiction in one’s frightful season.

                                              ~

Guardian-wing’d, miracle snow-drift, lights up
   
   those dust-filled dendrites, attempts to clear

      the cobwebs — spread of peace and light.

                                                 ~

Next to her, smiling wide, exact replica

   of an angel - Mom. Next to her frame —

      a feather-gift treasured by my father.


1/12/2022

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Valsa George January 18, 2022 at 5:09 AM How you have aligned the divine power and the gentle whisper of angel wings. True... the Holy Spirit brushes aside the dust filled cobwebs and sanctions peace and light ! Lovely penning Kim... ! Kim Rodrigues January 18, 2022 at 5:30 AM Thank you so much, dear one!

Vijay Pandit January 13, 2022 at 4:10 AM Wings whisper through tender, loving memories. A serene feeling throughout, Kim. Kim Rodrigues January 13, 2022 at 6:50 AM Thank you, dear friend!

Victor Buhagiar January 13, 2022 at 12:49 AM Very inspirational poetry. A lovely write. Hugs. Kim Rodrigues January 13, 2022 at 6:50 AM Thank you, Victor! ~ hugs

Debra L Brown January 12, 2022 at 2:59 PM Kim, I enjoyed your poem, well written . It was a lovely poem on faith. I love these words. "Though they sing, trumpet no sound, unless one’s in tune". You can only hear that sound if you have been saved and know God. Truly enjoyed, Blessings ~ Debra Kim Rodrigues January 12, 2022 at 3:05 PM Thank you, Debra!