* Angel poems : Personal Poetry by an Archangel *

High impact velocity made you here clear as day. I find myself, walking, wondering. Not far from here, a Day is rising on a New Morning. Yet here the old , the ancient gnarls are fodder to my aching souls, to yield time’s secrets from the past laid down here oh so long ago. I believe. At this monument is a Rite to Trees and Spirit Growth, that gives a blessing to my hardened heart. end Just as I finished typing this a sacred ibis came in. She was scared and blessed me from the air in Her way, a bit lost in this human environment.

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On Walking in Rosebank by Day and by Night, She believes in the freedom to strike. Lightning, silent and invisible is lashing through the waves of night, She awaits her turn. And the World does Turn. These trees, silent sentinels, are the ghosts of her future-past. These precious flowers show the Beauty and Joy that once was and shall be. There is brooding here, human transience, remnants of volcanic violence, Nature aflame and ablaze but Man has made farms, such Waste. Man has imposed their dream on the Dreaming Such silliness. Man has killed Soil to grow cattle. Such Shame. I shall wait, ‘cause the Earth is Turning.

A little, (purple) light, feather rested in the heart: innocence and purity. (red) Love , yearned (pink) for a Way (blue) and a Coat was laid out, (pale green) as the Storm (dk green) raged around. A New Wisdom (dk blue) was to be found, soon, as the Angel (white /violet) would , measure-the-depths, come what may. (Yellow sun)

the sword, the lance and the shield. the veil parts. passion is on stage now. two suns appear.

When the ears go up the sound comes in. A laugh is formed and a smile. A bird flies and a tree grows strong, and then the day is over. Ashley 9 years

for Evette 9 years shining out is a great love for all mankind. a star rises (in song) and all the birds are joyful and sing too. Everything is Singing.

for Shanteya 11 years There is a boat that carries you to your angel destiny. It glows at night and sings in light, sweet melodies of love and peace. Call on your Angel with all your might, and let singing rule.

for Rosie 5 1/2 years The angel has a leaf for you, on which is written all the names of all your ancestors (family). She waves it like a feather through the air to scare away the dark. Then you may sleep as if you were floating down a river with weeds for your friends, and trees.

In the eye of the storm comes the true colours. Ask, and many answers spring forth as colours may. I am your friend, in Love.

Light comes in, (Orange) to a fading dream. A Heart goes out, (purple) shining, as an emerald sun (green) rises, (blue) on a Clear (dark Blue) Day. Jubilation abounds (magenta) and Great Singing, (yellow) from the Source, (red) all over (rose) Earth. (pale Green)

Out of the heart of gold comes a pure wave, Light of innocence; merging into the Heart of Angels. Care and laughter abound. And the Magic Star leaps forth.

My tears melt in rivulets, as I gaze down on this, Nature’s panorama, And, as the crimson portent of my day settles into the vastnesses of eagles, and dragon lairs and serpent dreams, my heart expands, and stills. Till the next Time! And, when night comes the crimson lifts off and the clouds welcome it, and the moon accepts it, my gift, to the Goddess..

running dripping water like pearls, an angel to watch over to guard the Land-by-day. Music of rhythms crash down to a still, deep pond, and ancient stone lines serpent-like, where rivers once grew, and grew. I may be alive but I am in awe, and tears melt down from this glacier that I formed. May it all melt soon.

a rose is growing , golden, to the blue sky. The Earth gives it Life and Love. Rain falls down, and it snows.

Bright as light comes the beckoning call to up hold arms. inch-by-solid-inch the trees move forward Nature’s blessing. one hears all around, musical encounters bird, water, leaves sunlight. musical Life is teeming full and enigmatic, falling to a new heaven scale.

A woman of the Turquoise rainbow sunset urunga 27.7.06 she gives me ecstasy she gives me room to move she invites me in. Her essence grooves, like a long winding night down upon a fading beach. She gives me thrills. And an angel answers long into the sunset colours on a shadow mountain hold. Peace flows in overwhelming waves of light into a purple shimmering dolphin playground on a golden backdrop. Her clothes of sparkle fade down. The beacon is Clarity and the many children revel in the joy tamed by this day, grounded into Earth and Love

Shadows are long, lazy and wet. Smell of forest damp wafts down the wind. River passes by peaceful, fulfilling: a duck calls rocks flourish, ferns sun. Town is forgotten here city washed out, and stars are in millions. Let us be.

a rainbow is singing a song of love and joy. it enters into the tree. a garden grows, filled with flowers fair and an angel does the blessing.

a rainbow is sitting under a tree and a white rabbitt comes to talk. They talk about angels They talk about rivers They talk about singing They talk about rain clouds. The day is long so they talk long, rabbitt and rainbow under a tree.