The Ballad of Fallen Angels
As I fall so fast
my heart can not
keep up but
merely floats above
in patterned light
and glass
I fleetingly remember
the love of one
who can't recall
my name
but merely cries
in shame as the
feathers fight
for the flame
and she only asks
"What are angels
if they cannot fall?"
*
The last quote was something I suddenly thought of a few nights ago and wrote down before seeing "The Ballad of Fallen Angels" on Friday night. Seemed to fit perfectly in the poem...weird how life works...
As I fall so fast
my heart can not
keep up but
merely floats above
in patterned light
and glass
I fleetingly remember
the love of one
who can't recall
my name
but merely cries
in shame as the
feathers fight
for the flame
and she only asks
"What are angels
if they cannot fall?"
*
The last quote was something I suddenly thought of a few nights ago and wrote down before seeing "The Ballad of Fallen Angels" on Friday night. Seemed to fit perfectly in the poem...weird how life works...
