there stood the angel

there stood the angel poem by steven james humphreys

he looked straight through the mirror there was another exit the angel hovered in the sky. 'who are you'? the angel replying, 'why'? there it was in all its glory glowing white like a set of headlights casting no shadow through the roof it lowered like autumn leaves gliding the dark rooms illuminated where drunken … Continue reading there stood the angel