the hue of her wings
is a reflection
of your expectations,
distinct of any conscious act
of intention.
angelic or demonic
most often being
the judgement
of the beholder.
she does not exist
to please you,
or to fit your definitions
of propriety
and virtue.


for the image prompt at the Mag


Filed under Poetry, Poetry - Prompts

7 responses to “angel

  1. miguelalex888

    Great job with the last three lines, they flow out with a nice rhythm!

  2. Helen

    Ah .. the beholder. Very nice.

  3. This was really good and you obviously saw what I saw in this image. It is true what you write, it is in the eye of the beholder!

  4. I love this Mark. So well done!

  5. So true. The beauties of women are often the finest test of a man’s ability to see things as they really are.

Some of what I write is true, some is fiction; most is merely possibility.

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