I am doomed
to remember a boy
with a wrecked voice…

He is the reason
I believe in God.

The angels always say.

Always – check it out.

Are they that frightening,
or is it just what they have to say?

I bring you
good tidings 
of great joy,
which shall be to all people.

Suuuuure you do.

Some angels come unaware,
and they aren’t scary at all.

Well, maybe a little scary.

Those are the best angels.


We did not realize
that there were forces
beyond our play.

We are our own best angels…

The mystic chords of memory will swell
when again touched,
as surely they will be,
by the better angels of our nature.

O God – please give him back!

I shall keep asking You.

NaPoWriMo – Day Six

Here’s our daily (optional) prompt. Our prompt yesterday asked you to take inspiration from another poem, and today’s continues in the same vein. This prompt, which comes from Holly Lyn Walrath, is pretty simple. As she explains it here:

Go to a book you love. Find a short line that strikes you. Make that line the title of your poem. Write a poem inspired by the line. Then, after you’ve finished, change the title completely.

My book was “A Prayer for Owen Meany”, by John Irving. This is an all-time favorite book for a million reasons.

The line I selected as inspiration title was: YOU KNOW EVERYTHING YET TO COME! (all of Owen’s lines, in his “wrecked voice” are in all caps).

Then I went sort of off the rails. I’m not especially happy with the outcome. I may edit. But there it is.

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