Welcome back to Member Monday.  It’s a pleasure to feature a poem by poet, storyteller and children’s author, Linda Boyden.

Angels Smolder

Above:

Angels smolder as they keep watch.

They smolder.

The younger ones

swish swords from scabbards,

anxious for vengeance.

The older ones say nothing but peak their eyebrows

at the impatience

the impertinence of youth;

glare the youngsters back into smolder.

When all is as it should be,

the elders resume their tedious watch.

Below:

We sing our psalms of madness

churn up our planet

slice our neighbors’ throats

while they sleep

butcher their good names

soon as they leave a room

tear and thrust into soft flesh

rip off fingernails

rape

plunder

burn at the stake

This is the price

for the gift of free will:

a chaos that itches and burns

yearns to create

and hungers to destroy

Below:

We rant through our sorry lives

unaware of the choir of angels

that smolder above us.

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