* Angel poems : Personal Poetry by an Archangel *

For Phyllis age 15 The sun rose again last night a different rose a different sun that might turn the tables on a distant shore eching to the forefront. An angel flies all around with wisdom and wit and sharp barbs. She is bringing many gifts for that table on which dwells heartsoft balms whispering across time delivering music, sounds of the winter. Another angel bears fruits, plucked from ripe trees waiting for the feast when Clarity shall call and all will be revealed as if of yesterday. She has much to say to you, revolving Earth ancestor plants wings of joy and shells You must ask of opportunities gone by.

for Claire age 36 When love comes your way embrace it with open arms. You have the Shield of old, You have the Lance of Old. The Sun is a Warrior’s Breath. Its flower is in Your Heart. Its power is in Your Passion. Its shower is in the hills and grass, the rivers and the Land going onwards ever onwards.

Poem for Nathaneal . Age 18 Pale-ing into Light on a desert morning with a wafting breeze and a heavy dew, an angel alights on a flower, magic is weaving on the strings of the day, singng dwells in the insects display. A rider forges his way, riding, into the moment. His path is carved by the power in Love by the courage of One who lets go of dismay. His heart soars of newfound Glory. His essence becomes his Day as it wafts in the oily breeze.

Broken Rhythms, for Ray 56 In this heart-cornerstone resides a spirit of great tranquillity and a longing for the Right. As tears gather and fall so one must become as an angel falling into the Arms of Earth gathered by her Greatness and Vast Love. In this I am sure is a future safe and becoming and born of joy, and free to be true.

New Day is coming. An angel would sing in the morning as birds watch by. Two feathers fall from her graceful wings, messages from the departed. Various melodies are calling out the angel’s name. Various paths back to her heart love’s refrain. And in that morning mist when all around seems filled with danger, future dreams are lurking waiting for the moment when paths shall cross. Their Light shall form New Day. New Day is Coming. For Topaz age 21

Orange blossoms in the air (throw blossoms) blowing here and there Peace be unto you. Let Love be your guide and ours.. May the grass grow greener and brighter and the trees taller in your memory with angel’s wings. Angel poem for Emile passed away age 16

A purple rain falls down A fairy grants wishes with her wand. An angel blesses flowers, and animals. A girl dances. These are what dreams are made of. Cherish dreams. Love feet. Love song. The angel. Angel poem for Lauren age 8

Angel of the Journey Coming home to all things small, and great, I listened for the Heart Beat eternal, justified, complete. In the twinkling of an eye the Journey had begun. Life was carrying me before it in its Arms and in its Way towards a destination pure and sweet. Peace was my brother and Love was my sister and Joy was my family and Christ my Name. Nature was before me and Justice my guide. The Veils of Truth were parting layer after layer tide after tide in rhythms of rain and sunlight and warmth. Expansion was Born again.

Angel poem for Rose age 52 years We are in the Living and in the Breathing We are in Heart We are in Flowers. We are the Light Weaving in celestial skies. We are the Recompense. We stream and we tide we spring in joy we run we are the Host we care for the lost All-saints are our allies all-angels we are.

Angel poem for Rose’s mother 86 years. Be Brave. There is Light coming. As water flows over hills so Love must cherish the Warm hearted, I heard a clock strike. I heard all angels singing. It was an ocean movimg. It was sweet and low and I moved to seaweeds Sway. It bade me welcome. It bathed me. It washed me and I felt Earth Moving too. Night could never be so lovely underneath the stars Here Now.

Angel poem for Rob 29 years Leaving home I came upon a wayward child. she took my heart she made it smile. I did not know the essence of all things resides within me at that time. The air was filled wtth sound and the water was falling as rain. My heart wept and was still for that moment stopped ‘flight’ Then there was Light surrounding me as Angels Warmth, and tears came, with thunder to my ears and the Vision opened up to my Arms. Rejoicing was at Hand and Love in my eyes.

Christmas healing angel poem. The Hands of Christ. The Power and the Time. Passion for Earth. Ancestors for Earth. The Golden Crossing. The Silver Crossing. A Window to Love. A Window to Truth. Gravity.

the angel’s feather blows across the wide skies. it falls at my feet to my surprise. it intrigues me. it warms me. it warns me, that love is coming that truth is foretold and that I am witnessed. i am a witness to love, angel love of feathers keen. Light feathers keening to be with me. Prayer for a teenager

Christ poem I was crying hard cause I had no children. I realized snow was beginning to fall, and when I looked up the trees and the mountains were listening and so were the saints gathered round as galaxies

Little star, star of Christ, and angels. Lights come out bright as day. A bird walks by, and wakes the sleeping fairies of the forest( then I dance with them) angel poem for Olivia 4 years

A star rises. A chord is struck. A flower sheds petals. A voice calls loud. A mother cries for her baby. A basket is rocked. Angels sing so heavenly. The Christ appears. This is Christmas, for giving, forgiving. Larissa 9 years

in Peace the sun shines in Peace are the hills the angels call to all who may hear hark! a bird calls Peace reigns on Earth today McArthur age 7

Poem for child age 6 years A bird Knows how to fly And a grass Knows how to grow and a heart Knows how to Love and a Soul Knows Peace * even to its deepest places and its oldest friends

For Austen for his Guardian Angel There is a Fountain of Love that springs from God as He speaks as He blesses as He Clarifies. An angel sings of this with Praise and Adoring while all the children on Earth look on and the Sun shines down as the flowers grow tall.

Wedding Poem Bride says lines, Groom says the echo lines something like this I arrange, we arrange (Bride) On this day (groom) The becoming of our Oneness (Bride) On this day (groom) Strengthening us with endeavour and purpose On this day (groom) That Love, Golden Love shall abide more and more within our hearts On this day (groom) That our Spirits may fly On this day (groom) And our dreams be enlivened On this day (groom) And our temple be truth On this day (groom) and our offspring be triumphant On this day (groom) Let their be rejoicing As the angels rejoice In Celebration. Let their be food, for all. Let their be Harkening, and the sounds of Love In all places in our hearts. Let their be Joy. For I am thankful for this chance to share my life with you (husband) and share this with all of you. (and she does a little angel dance and sings maybe) May all the World Know this As I step forward Into this journey, A journey of Honour And a journey of Life And a journey of Hope. May we be...

You are Guest. The snow is falling Snowflakes abound The sound of silence fills my ears So many gifts So many to come I welcome flowers as I welcome breath. and yet all still reigns the Earth as a Flower in my Hand. I am Creator. You are Guest.

The Might is on you. Poem for Sabrina (Andielle) I saw from afar off a shepherd with a flute. His staff lay beside him on the ground where his pillow rested. * With this key in sight many doors are opened, many dimensions. An angel comes with a silver platter and a crown, with food for the journey. ‘Go in Peace’ he says ‘ the journey is long but the Light is Bright. and the Might is on you and the river is calming.'

Let us be Free Angel Poem for passing over. . The rain of Love comes down on all alike And a golden sun shines down on all alike. Let us loosen our Passion for this Time Let us be filled with the Mercy of those who went before. Let us walk Forwards in Peace. Let us cross the Bridge in our Coats of Splendour. Let us be free.

I find smile Poem for child with autism (3) In release I gain. In falling I gain. In play I believe In answer I cry. In Light I find shelter In asking I find hope. In wings I find freedom. In angels I find smile.

Poem for a troubled teenager. * Shake back the limits to immediate expression. * Take courage and fire all cylinders go. * Meld back the loads that dreams would stick on you. * Conquer resistance to forging you forward. * Shake out the cobwebs and dust of those past * Attune to the moon and wonder at stars * And then know your heart can listen you onwards * to purpose and meaning and blessings at last.

a Heart would soar. * For John age 70 Reduced to Tears I flow like water down to a Great Sea. All around are Pebbles and shells and sand. All around is a Great Love. All around is Meaning. An artist would love to paint this and a bird would long to fly in it and a Heart would soar.

Expressing joy an angel serves in trust and in response * within these limits one is satisfied and there is release, and then there is Love. * Life is precious For Barb 53 years Ohio

Poem for Christ consciousness. #1 Permanence is an addition. There are feathers in heaven. There are horns sounding. There is a Passion that will never say die. There is yearning, towards Life on earth. An artist could never paint such feelings nor a poet write of them. All the words would fall short as raindrops on dry ground. Yet I would have the sequence that determines the Eagle towards the Dove, that Love may reign here on Earth today as always, Safe in Christ awareness.

Message for John on his 60th There is no mistaking you have reached the Limit. There is an understanding that requires identification. Fare thee well. An angel comes forward wearing a crown, with a scepter. A soul has permanence within the domain of Love. There is a Fish that can never be destroyed. There is juice, and there is justness. Fair lee well. 19.11.07

Ripples from the Heart, on the Ocean in the air , as the waves of Light break, on this fair ground. I am in my element , superb. I am emboldened. I am emblazoned across the celestial skies dimension after dimension choir after choir, Raphael, Archangel Nov 20 2007. Today the party is everywhere, the celebration of success, angel success, celebration across the Land. Here and see this video poem here

Poem for lost love, a broken heart For Felicity moon And a Heart is filled. in the quiet place when the day is done I give my heart as a rose to the glow of the fading Sun. I offer up my life to be Sure to be fruitful to be Loved and I bathe in its magnificence. This day I am One again. Let the New One come. Let it be Bliss And a Heart is filled.

Poem for a child with autism Give me Light. when I am stuck when I am alone when all the stars are falling, imbue me with strength, give me warmth, open my soul as wings may unfold, give me voice that I may run and run as a river may play, as a deed comes into day. Give me Day. Give me Light.

GRAIL POEM. Steps on the journey. the Holy Ghost. the Holy Spirit. the Holy Smoke. the Sword of Destiny. the Cross of Clarity. the Tower of Love. the Swing of the Balance. the interaction. Liberation.

For Jack M. departed age 21 A prayer for release In the memory of angels Mistakes he has made Forgiveness is the plea. Go easy through the Longing. On this you will agree. . Ease out of the darkness. I hear the Light calling. Around and within, I am with you again.

May every day be splendoured

May your smile be always shining May your hair be like the Sun May your voice be like thunder May you walk in Peace

Poem for teenager dies of cancer age 15 She made us all believe in the Might she cared not for herself but in Being The wind was like a tornado in her tunnel as she travelled down with wings of Light. Look up! She saw Creator adapting and changing hues to suit the moods and moves. On dainty footsteps, quiet and untrammelled she passed through touching and blessing as angels do till her Call came out.

Poem (1)for autism child Reach me, * in the tendrils of Love and Compassion, * Reach out * tis a quiet sun on a golden beach. I play in the waves and with the balls. * Lead me * to the quiet spaces into forests bright in leaves and bees. * Rest me, * with the beauty of the webs, with the call of the owl, in the ley of the Land. * Clean me, * as I rise from my soft slumbering. * The Moon is calling me home.

On Feeling unimportant, angel of future . When the world is filled with no color and the angels seem to be gone when all hope rests on a feather and there is only soup for breakfast. Take courage you are alive your breath has not abandoned you your feet will walk of their own will your destiny calls you on urgently implorably excitingly your destiny calls you on urgently implorably excitingly to navigate the threshholdand cross the Great Divide to the Mastery of Love where neglect has no sway and where sadness is unknown any day now. Living and Working in the Spirit of Things-to- Come.

through the eye of a storm, in the midst of a calm, in the heart of a Lion, is a Boat of Peace, standing alone, waiting, the Guide calls Exploration is beginning