JEAN WOOD BLASINGAME
[PART•TIME POET]
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This was written some years ago. I can't remember the circumstances around writing it,
but I do remember I wrote it very quickly, as if downloaded to me directly from angels.
It's always been a favorite of mine. If you are a writer or poet, this one's for you.
Angel Breath
Ideas caught
and written down
feelings formed
into a sound
pictures painted
with a word
visions seeking
to be heard
whispered thoughts
a medium seek
to express
and somehow wreak
a better understanding
Angels hover by my ear
I can feel them
breathing here
Lending words
now and again
Obediently I take my pen
Attempt to make
my mind be still
as I do the Poet’s will
and make the
soundless gifts
take shape
on a piece of paper.
God chooses some
to preach His word
He chooses some to sing
And some are gifted
with good works
And some appointed kings
But some He gives
the gift of rhyme
and so I take my pen
and copy down
the words He sends
and say thanks
and amen.
JWB