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by Sheila Roy

Friday, May 20, 2011
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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And so those glorious, black wings unfolded,

 And they did still my breath

My every resolve was paralyzed with fear

I simply DID NOT CARE before them

I stood there and let them gather me;

Hug me…as though I mattered


The seconds passed as heartbeats,

And I was pressed, cold and numb

I saw no white wings of rescue

And heard no prayers of saving grace,

But the crush of feathers became more intense

I grew lost in them…became them


And so those glorious, black wings unfolded,

And they did still my breath





Copyright May 20, 2011 ~ Sheila Roy







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Reviewed by Elizabeth Price 6/7/2011
OOoohhh...the dark has enfolded you into its being and you cease. Awesome. Really excellent writing that sucks the reader in and holds them. Love it. Liz
Reviewed by Andy Turner 5/26/2011
Such mind pictures this brings in absolute vividness. From a caterpillar to butterfly and an egg in to a raven or black bird.
The line that really hits is ...Hug though I mattered.
Rather apophatic, yet one kinda grasps it through feeling rather than the cerebral process.
Reviewed by Ronald Hull 5/25/2011
Like the others, I have not grasped the exact meaning. However, the delivery is clear and very intriguing. Well written, if not understood by feeble little me.

Reviewed by Jon Willey 5/25/2011
Sheila, within each of us exists conflicting desires. We seek the excitement of change, the unknown. Yet fear potential consequences. To morph, is the epitome of the sum of those emotions. Cognitive dissonance versus the exhilaration of the unknown. To express those conflicting emotions poetically is a challenge. You aced it my dear friend. I bid you love and peace. Jon Michael
Reviewed by E T Waldron 5/24/2011
this gave me the shivers, Sheila, beautifully written mystical poem!
Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather 5/23/2011
resistance to that "thing" that will fix it. Change can be good. supernatural...interesting mystical write. ~ Morgan
Reviewed by Elizabeth Russo 5/22/2011
It feels like you reached deep within to pen this piece, Sheila. So vivid and emotive; beautifully done, as always. Hugs, Elizabeth
Reviewed by John Flanagan 5/21/2011
This brings to mind Zeus's seduction of Leda;
but, too, it is unique Shelia Roy seduction,
alternative and personal mythmaking,
transformation of conventional rescue and security.
Beautiful and powerful.

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila 5/21/2011
Deeply intriguing poetry, Sheila....uplifting....wonderful phrasing! Very nicely done indeed!

Reviewed by Amor Sabor 5/21/2011
This is a magnificent revelation of the soul, although, to succumb to the mystery of the unknown can be mesmerizing, it can also transform one into a part of the darkness of which there is no escape. Always inspirational writing from you, Sheila
Reviewed by Felix Perry 5/21/2011
Stunning sheila, I love the way you make the bleak of black seem like it is not something to fear but instead an alternative to the white wings that not all of us are fortunate enought to be wrapped in.
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) 5/21/2011
Awesome writing sweet lady....well done indeed...stay safe and well....Hugsss
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 5/21/2011
Both intriguing and captivating, Sheila.
Reviewed by George Carroll 5/21/2011
Ah the mystery you have unfolded in your metamorphosis is so intriguing one has to ponder what book is this going to be in. What a gift you have been given as a writer.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray 5/20/2011
Your verses elicit much thought from me and you have awakened my imagination. Well done, Sheila. Love, hugs, and best wishes to you,

Reviewed by richard cederberg 5/20/2011
I'm pondering what those black wings really represent. I'm thinking maybe betrayal (sat 5/21) Good insight here Sheilafriend, presented with style. You're a survivor who gleans from the testing. Blessings and love ... richard
Reviewed by John Coppolella 5/20/2011
Mothman (aka from the John Keel story and movie)?

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