Wings

Poems have wings of grace and beauty Wings that sprinkle worlds with peace, Wings that watch man’s tears overflowing, Wings that shelter hearts held near. Wings to warm and wings to glisten Wings to glide above hope’s clouds. Wings to signal lover’s wanting, Lofty dreams where angel’s smile. Poems have wings that fly and flutter Crossing oceans of watery waves. Wings that span the skies forever Soar toward each heaven sent day. Above they glide beside the mountains. Sweet nectar drips from tiny feet – Fulfilled flowers pollinated. And love lies veiled within the grass Poems have wings where wisdom flickers. And synapses spark in human minds. Poems have wings where lovers tremble. And sweethearts dreaming love sublime. Wings where courage never wavers. Poetic wings where insights soar - Crossing continents through minds thoughts send. Upon each word a poet sighs, love flies high. © June 26, 2010