Angels from Other Angles

by Sheila Path McMahon

Angels from Other Angles

You are born an angel
little wings invisible
flit through dreams
a mom holds dear

Slip from upright to sideways
it’s still you
but sinking
with disappointment, guilt, shame

Sinking not drowned
crushed not destroyed
angel inside
but still there.
Bounce back!

You may not understand
you don’t have to be a perfect angel,
if you do fall
all the way down
climb back up
and sit at an angle.

(poetry slam class, 9/21/11) by Sheila