Wings

Molly ... This is one time I simply dont have the words ... This carved itself into me ... and you maybe just gave me courage to write some things I should have writen a while ago ... thank you for that ... stunning write ... I am not going to comment on the structure my friend as always your flawless in your art ... love and higgest bugs Jayne x x x x

this is so tender, one can almost forget that you are writing about death (a courageous subject). To have someone to be reunited with when you're gone... this special kind of connection... wow. Yours, ~Nina

I wanted to comment and by the time I returned to your poem, Nina & Jayne beat me to it. Heart-achingly lovely poem. So many wonderful lines!! ~A lilies (plural) or the lily (singular) ' denotes ownership. instead of *the* would you consider *my* or *these* or *jeweled* or_______ wings? There are no strangers in Paradise.

This one stands on its own Molly, pure of thought and full of hope. Congratulations on spotlight I hope many have the pleasure of sharing this. Best Wishes Seabhac

Simply written simply beautiful I love your style Molly! ___________________________________________________ Income-tax forms should be more realistic by allowing the taxpayer to list "Uncle Sam" as a dependent Anonymous

The ladies above said it all... and I agree! great poem! Richard

A stunning poem. Agree with the suggestions above but beautifully written. Raw and delicate and oh so touching.

I absolutely love this poem. Keep up the great poetry.

Loved this one. Especially the lines: "I will wait for you at the gate just as we said until you arrive I can try on the wings" No I love every line. Reminds me of one of my own poems about (the eternal lovers)Adam and Eve. I hope to read more of your work. Love and respects Dalton.

i really like this. good job. its actually quite simple, but has a string meaning behind it.

Here is the evocative in a dramatic swirl. How death comes upon your mind is an open question. However, its contemplation, mixed with sexual and romantic tension, is a powerful commondity. Well done. Congradulations, Molly. Brian

Just came back to read this one again, because I love it. just one suggestion I think it would read better if you left out "the" wings [last line] but that is just me~ ___________________________________________________ Income-tax forms should be more realistic by allowing the taxpayer to list "Uncle Sam" as a dependent Anonymous

It seems to me you have a mother-daughter date on Heavenly circles! I like this picture, and there is no fear in the writing, nor your hand trembles, assured as you are of your convictions. An A+ in Spiritual Philosophy!!! And another nomination with stars. Thank you my dear friend! Great poem indeed! Sincerely, Hugo

this works really well, and I quite like the ending lines, they seem to bring everything to a close in a way that feels kind of casual, almost off hand, like it's no big deal to be trying on wings for a fit. love. Craig

Molly this is just so gorgeous to read, the descriptives alone make you let go of your surroundings and submerge yourself in this finely crafted piece of poetry! Again your eloquent and daintily style is flawless and just oozes down the page, your dew wet hair sparkles with morning gems that are scattered through out your flayed tresses that gentle lay there to be picked and carried to the garden gates... and such a welcome you shall recieve there! You don't need to try on the wings Molly... you were born with them, they just invisible to the human eye, but your aura and soul gleam with an argent sheen. Be they feathered wings of angels to opaque iridescent wings of faeries and dragonflies to dazzling patterened wings of butterflies to weatherworn leathery fire tinged wings of dragons... they all suit you in spirit... as you often uplift many to lofty heights as if they were on the strings of harps and you pluck at our heart-strings with such verve, zest and vibrance that we have to smile right here and right now... even in the eyes of deaths long sleeping dreams... but we'll be awoken with your soft folding wings to protect us on that special journey to netherland. Thanks Molly, for taking me there and beyond. An outstanding poem indeed! Simply amazing for me, keep it up! Dale :)

Beautiful as ever Molly, the last lines are my very favourite, I love that whimsical quirk of yours, delightful... I just want to sigh & read it over & over. Cheers Anni~ "When we feel love and kindness toward others, it not only makes others feel loved and cared for, but it helps us also to develop inner happiness and peace". H.H. the Dalai Lama

Your poem is really touching.It gave me goose pimples This a love piece which hammers on life after death.We need more stuffs like this!

Your work has some sort of lightheartedness in it, yet the message comes through so well. What a beautiful way of writing...I enjoy reading it

wow I dont actually know why Im wrighting a comment im speachless your poem is great its so beautiful with lovely choce of words ... I LOVE IT

death is as you say , something that can be lovely when thinking that things don't end, just carry on differently. Beautiful poem. vix

The long version ;) Thanks for this deep delight, Mark "some things change, some things do not"

For a second read, this is the only death poem which did made me feel sad or brought a tear to my eyes.

This is the most touchy memorial for anyone and Molly what a vision of beauty and death. love magics02 Learn to live, learn to forgive. Life is too short.

It was beautiful, those are the only words for discribing it. It is a wonderful write, good emotion, nice word choice, all in all a wonderful peice. Ash/Poet