Tuesday 5 August 2014

1 Poem by Adina Newman

Angel Wings

Angel wings twinkle with hope
Their caress feels electric
Caring for the peripatetic
Transients; helping them cope

By cleansing their wounds with pensive soap
To improve their hopeless aesthetic
Ridding them the label pathetic
Disappointments; removing the rope

That harnesses them to failure
Doomed to repeat past mistakes
Instead, accepting an evanescent cure
Allowing them to eat their cake
And have it to; they will acquire a heart pure
To finally rise proud and remain awake


Adina Newman's poems have appeared in Enchanted Conversation, Decades Review, Yes, Poetry, Indigo Rising Magazine, Poetica Magazine, and other print and electronic publications. She lives in the Washington, D.C. area with her husband and newborn son.

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