Angel Poems | Examples of Angel Poetry

This year, my darling love, you’ll receive more than flowers Jewelry, candy, candles, gifts, kisses and chocolate bars You will also get your AARP letter and your Medicare card It’s vital that you take good care of yourself going forward. Since you’re now sixty-five years old, you should feel blessed Lucky, privileged and chosen. Please, please never get depressed Age is...

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ANGELIC WHISPERS ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ the night air trembles angelic whispers--pure, clear language of spirit wings outstretched, they fly across the starry expanse free, unbound—their flight graceful reflection of divine and infinite glimpse of heaven's gate in their winged presence, time stands still--all is made new the Eternal now ...

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If a demon sours of harrowing, cannot the Angels sing in barren too? birds weigh less than the tall grass, and a sight is much more beautiful, than we could have ever imagined of nature's true gift of existing and the angel's bless of receiving of the grand in our hearts can be of swapping of the apricots in the tarts.... Sweet and ever so...

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where I see danger they see play they are dogs it is their way what if our dog is an angel? My husband said Wonder if we’ll find out when we’re dead?...

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In crescendos and surges of light, Beneath the somber, crimson sky, Beyond the shadow's line, He stretched his wings in haste He found and swept an angels heart; They shine and struck embrace And onward flew the angels, By crimson flame and flash We simply stood and stared a while, And heard the trumpets blast. We saw it singed and scorched in light And in the...

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How often we call our babies little angels…especially when they’re sleeping. It’s a memory that lasts forever in our hearts…one we hope we’re always keeping. And speaking on behalf of most parents…as we fall under our little angel’s charms We would do anything to keep them safe…free from misery and harm. We spend a good...

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love is the divine, woven bliss like the blooming dawn...

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Tingly skies full of surprise, oh how I love when with surmise The little rascal aims his dart as if it were, poetic art! This makes everyone exciting… can’t wait for his launching Drawing two loving hearts, yours and your future sweetheart’s. Sweet angel for pairs of pure doves, bound them with so much love Little rascal casting his magic,...

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In our souls lie all the seeds, Waiting patiently to meet our needs. Soulfully waiting for us to choose, For us to use or abuse. We plant our seeds in our garden of life, The seeds we choose will bring joy and strife. Many we’ll plant, but all will not flourish, Much depends on how much we nourish. Some that are planted will...

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New from dyslexic temple mount... of one mortal university undergraduate built in madly the brainchild of one Forest Hadley an a Ford able game paid top dollar after being purchased by Milton Bradley called Dodge the Old Farts. A favorite game I (and the wife) play here at Highland Manor originated by yours truly (me) and the spouse soon after we moved here eight years...

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monsoon cloud kiss forehead of the mountains and melt down magic spell of rain...

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Just once in my life, I saw the real moon And that moon was you. (In silent thought, I wonder) Did bad luck suddenly Turn into a good one? My soul drifts afar, bathed in moonlight Madly, I fall for the moon, And madly, I fall for you. Just once in my life, I saw the real moon And that moon was you....

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The days crack like porcelain under the heel of my wanting. I am a spine of restless birds, feathers slick with salt and early light— my mouth tasting the metal of doors I have not opened. They ask me why. Why walk without a destination? Why carry a compass if you don’t believe in north? I tell them— the road does not need an ending to be...

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Something so pure that it felt scars of the past! Betrayal from others is what they felt! As it looks at it gift they pontificate whether they can give the gift its needs. The gift is happy and does not know the sadness from the angel who gave him life! Taking a leap of faith, they found themselves trusting...

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Stop Too much Is enough Grief seeping through my body Rendering me to surrender To a time and place Where my world came crashing down Where I’m swimming against the tide Fighting the darkness Surrounded in tears As I search in vain Searching for signs — A dime A butterfly A Blue Jay A Cardinal Or a glorious rainbow Reminding me that you are still by my side Not tangible Just peace Your aura follows...

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