Angel Speak

Our Better Angels
What if our guardian angels, our guides
to the light, aren’t as perfect as we hope?
What if they’re merely “good”, maybe
barely adequate, as winged messengers go?
Perhaps they can get as socked in
by a Blue Norther of Spiritual Woe as we can.
Problem is, they’re the only angels
we’ve got. It’s not like they can go
to the gym, or get retrained, or even
call out for a temp. Maybe we-
the angels and I-can pray together
for a mighty wind to blow away
these clouds that beset us.
Miracles do happen.
I’ve been blessed by a few before.
And, besides, my friends went to school
with the maitre d’ at the Chateau Ciel’s
pearlescent entrance station.
Table for one, please. Amen…

[ Written by Joe Hesch.  You will find more of his wonderful poetry at A Thing for Words.

O, Heavenly Father,
thank you for charging us
with bringing joy and hope
to all men and women…
and thank you for Cracker Jacks

[Written by Jeffrey Hulbert]

i entreat my attentive guardians
to chant your name
and tempt you round
from the dark side
of the moon

[Written by me and you can read more of me at Diana’s Words]


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