Black Feathered Angels
Old memories, new memories,
memories last for a lifetime.
Unstinted buried deep hidden
from the surface of the mind.
As I sit on steps where paint is
peeling and rotting I have but
one thought. Childhood is dead.
Some memories refuse to stay
buried, I see a small country
church, a chorus of crows; the
splashing sounds of a brook
running through Birch trees.
The wind caressing the
colossal row of Oaks in the
nearby field.
Death, departing the small
weathered house of worship,
a wagon pulled by six black
horses, and a manifestation
of black feathered angels. A
sad memory, a heart has been
silenced, and a rocker on a
porch stilled. Everyone we
love soon leaves us.
©2021.elizabethannjohnsonmurphree
Books by Author at Amazon.com and Barnes&Noble.com:
1. Fragments of Time
2. A Passage into Madness
3. Asterial Thoughts
4. A Sachet of Poetry
5. Rutted Roads
6. Rhythm Rhyme and Thoughts
7. Reflections of Poetry
8. Beyond the Voices
9. Honeysuckle Memories
10. Echoing Images from the Soul
11. A Journey into the Soul
