Eve Dreaming

Palindrome poem. Fun, though difficult to write. This is one of two that I'll post in order to submit to the Palindrome Contest.

Angels fly, silent disorder

suspends gaffa. Forgotten wings,

beat still frigid skies:

below, humanity emerges

from God

emerges humanity. Below,

skies frigid still beat.

Wings forgotten, gaffa suspends

disorder: silent, fly angels. 

Reviews

[Angela Mulley]

This is great, "from God emerges" I really enjoyed reading this whole poem, a beautiful and spiritual write, well done!

[KatiePie]

I love the hidden meanings in your words, by the end of reading this my breath was taken away.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Came across you whole surfing through writers and I see my twin sister storiestotell beat me to you"LOL" Love this poem, angels are powerful beings that float about day and night helping God's creatures, love how you wrote this poem.

P.S. Love what you said in your profile about being slapped in the face, to point out your errors, I feel the same way!

[KAREN]

I love how you rearranged the poem in the second half, but yet it goes with the first half. This poem is very powerful!

[TheFemininePad]

I think you did a great job here with the spirit of what you are trying to accomplish for that contest. Some very interesting words choices. I feel like you fit the very definition of the Palindrome poems into this writing. Great job!