by Richard Trotter

On weeping roof tops
with her damp wings forlorn
the angel is perching
cold in the light of dawn,
can our eyes combine
to see the hope unborn?


Posted on 12/30/2003
Copyright © 2020 Richard Trotter

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Ginette T Belle on 12/30/03 at 07:05 PM

lovely...vivid though few words are used...

Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 12/30/03 at 10:38 PM

oh, this just made a dent in my heart... sad and beautiful both... well versed little piece... blessings...

Posted by Stephanie Kent on 12/31/03 at 12:01 AM

"weeping rooftops"...sorrowful and insightful. This truly touched me.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 04/01/04 at 12:59 PM

this damps soulful on my parade

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