Angel 013 (Photo credit: Juliett-Foxtrott)
Misshapen hands
Too many lost years
drawn on a relentless rack
Curvature of spine,
bent now too many times
to the blunt force
of brutality
Raise your glittering eyes
full of blood-rinsed tears
to a morning
of uncertain hope
Years of cruelty
conspire now
To be etched in leathered skin
Found no kindness here,
no quarter or relief
Praying, mournful
but resolute
Redemption still within
your grasp
Your reach
will withstand this yet
Resurrection not too late.
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
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Wow!! Powerful!!
Thank you so much!! 🙂 I’m not even sure where this one came from, it sort of just came to me with very dark imagery, followed by light…kind of eerie… 🙂
“Raise your glittering eyes
full of blood-rinsed tears
to a morning
of uncertain hope”
Very nice image+emotion
Thank you, so much appreciated!:)
chills… very effective. great job 🙂
Thank you!!! 🙂
Incredible……..simply incredible!!!!! I could feel tears welling up inside of me. It touched me.
Thank you so much!! 🙂
Wow, pretty vivid imagery! I like how it goes from physical to spiritual, from substance to immaterial. Nicely done!
Thank you so much!! 🙂
Hello,
I’ve nominated your blog for the ‘Shine On Award’
http://deadeven.co.uk/shine-on-award/
🙂 have a nice day!
Thank you so much – unfortunately at the moment I don’t have the time needed to do such nominations justice, but I do very much appreciate you thinking of me.
And for others reading this comment on my blog – if you want to read a really original, engaging novel in the works check out ‘Dead Even’ – the blog of my gracious nominator here…it’s really great! Be one of the first readers of what I predict (in my humble opinion) may be an internet download favourite!!! 🙂
what a hero 😀 lol