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