Her Wings are Free

Those wings enfold our love …

those wings


My heart surges forth from its cage

Obscured by the truth and constant rage,

On this metal stage I have engaged

The ways she outweighed my everyday


She had her wings she used to fly,

Consumed by her, was my alibi

With motley reasons she had to die,

I could not cry, one further night.


Emotions smacked like a cardiac

And crack my pericardial sac

My chest fought back like heart attacks

It’s quaint how opposites attract.


Matter of fact she was my savior

Her love had never lost its flavor

It’s labored through our many failures

And never once did that love waver.


There were nights I spoke with my maker

Where I carried one in the chamber

Wishing this behavior would soon taper

At my lowest I found my lifesaver.


She was someone in this atmosphere,

an angel sitting by my ear,

With her my fears just disappeared

I need her here to persevere.


I lied when I said she had to die,

I need her here to edify,

The reasons why she occupies

My soul, my heart, my evening skies


Why can’t I refuse her stranglehold?

Each week it comes back sevenfold

Her wings enfold our love so bold

those wings are what an angel holds


So let her fly, and use her wings,

And let her tug on all the strings

soon comes the spring and wedding rings

And life portrayed as queens and kings

Paul Neglia
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Paul Neglia

Proud father of 3. Part time writer of poetry and short stories. I want to paint the world in but a few words.

10 thoughts on “Her Wings are Free

    • June 7, 2018 at 1:36 PM

      Thank you so much dear Phyllis, your words mean so much.

  • June 5, 2018 at 9:52 PM

    Great rhyme and structure with just a little frivolity, a tongue in cheek edge throughout. So well penned and cleverly rendered as always Paul. Kudos my friend.

    • June 7, 2018 at 1:37 PM

      Tony I am glad you enjoyed this piece. Thank you for your kind words my friend

  • June 6, 2018 at 3:36 AM

    Your rhyme is always amazing, Paul. This is no exception and a wonderful poem all up.

    • June 7, 2018 at 1:37 PM

      John, means a lot coming from you, thank you so much for your kind words

  • June 6, 2018 at 9:26 AM

    very enjoyable piece to read – I especially like how you show the “struggle” and ultimate realization of love

    • June 7, 2018 at 1:37 PM

      Ralph I’m glad you enjoyed this piece

    • June 7, 2018 at 1:37 PM

      Thank you so much Rasma.


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