Art Every Day Month, Day 21

Wingless Angel

 

 Clipped

 

There was a time

she knew how to fly

There was a time

she was one with the sky

There was a time

the clouds sang to her

There was a time

the raindrops fed her

There was a time

the roses danced for her

There was a time

she knew how to fly

There was a time

There was a time

before her wings were clipped

There was a time

 

 

That's the end of the poem.

But not the end of the story,

because she realized she knew how to

regrow her wings  . . .

Comments

[Kristin Van Valkenburgh]

What a beautiful poem and piece! She has such a lovely expression and the story behind it is perfect! Thank you for sharing, xoxo

[Ginny]

I love the poem but I especially love knowing that she knows how to regrow her wings. In life there are times when we can fly and times when we are grounded but to never forget how to fly is the key (at least for me). Your poem and your painting really compliment each other.

[Carolyn Dube]

I really love when there is a poem/story to go with a piece of art! The way you have her head illuminated gives such a nice touch of a halo while leaving it up to the viewer to interpret it!

[tammy vitale]

and how did she learn to regrow her wings? The story isn't finished and inquiring minds want to know! =]

[Serena]

I'm so glad the poem had a happy ending. She certainly has an angelic glow about her. Lovely!

[Scarlett Clay]

I love this poem...I hope she'll share her secret, too, sometime. The words "There was a time"..really resonate with me, so much has changed in my life this last year..Lovely painting, too, her gaze matches the mood of the poem so well.

~Scarlett

[Julie Engelhardt]

Thanks everyone, I guess the story will need to continue!

[Janice]

Your words and painting are so perfectly matched. We all feel like that sometimes. I'm pleased she realised she could start again. :)