* Angel poems : Personal Poetry by an Archangel *

Listen to this poem  click here angels smile when you walk by. an angel eavesdropped then kissed you sometimes they  wear your shoes  just for fun sometimes run a relay  in them oh what fun they have don’t you wish you could see them and spy on them too. angel signature below What is this? How are signatures related to angels?   Video on angel signatures

For Matthew age 6 Flying I am flying over the long, wide, world. The Earth is beneath me. I love the Earth. I hang my head and cry, for Earth, its forests and its trees.

fine beams of gold spun with precision delicately. silver shines in the walls and nave. a slice of light reaches out across time, sliver of renewal. I catch my breath. a spark is born. an ache for truth and futures brave. Pink of Love, Blue of Peace. all tribes welcome. all hopes agreed. Here are ancestors, singing, Harmony, softly quietly, waiting, full.

Note people at foot of tree Signature Poem O Great Ghost tree of time tree of the gulf. In anticipation I come into your Warmth, your crown, your birds your fragrance your Cleverness your grandeur. Reach out to the World mesmerized , and sleeping. Lay your gentle leaves upon eyes and ears that they may come to know the Lightness, Rejoicing and Pith.

a shell sounds across the waters Conch. Deep blue fish play in the turquoise sea. Afternoon. a native arises from the trunk of a tree. Maori. Gulls sing and soar. Breakfast is in. Rocks speak. Islands praise. Dawn comes in. Halo.

for Drina age 51 the sun is shining the air is sweet. I know an angel by their feet. silver slippers, golden bow, blessings of love they bestow. corny eh!!! signature depicts an ancient door through which the plant called Life, is growing,out of the Love and Kindness of the ancestors (blue)

He dance. They danced. His song lives on. His Joy, his breath, lives on, lives on. Angels applaud as heaven grows richer by his passing. yet here I stand I will not regret the tears that fall when his voice I hear. in the Magic Eye of a Storm he dances. He dances in the rhythm of the stars in Lights, and fire of candles, and in harmony of grass, leaves shaking. he strides across the Night Sky, the wind flutes his Melody, and this Giant takes his place amid the tears and the laughter, Proud.