angel of words

for my new friends
at Poets Pub, for
d’verse Open Link Night

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.my Angel of Words
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you will find no fight in these fingers
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they are slaves to your gentle insistence
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find a willingness in this empty pen
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fill it with nuance and inspiration
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oh, Angel of Words
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cover me, in your earnest shroud
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cloak me, with your vocabulary
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help me hear the meter, divine the rhyme
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take me on a journey above the constant clouds
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………………………………………climb
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…………………climb
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climb with me into a clean
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and ever clear sky
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quiet this busy
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mind, erase
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horizons
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as we
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glide
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……..glide
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………………glide