Halo Of Steel (Dark Angel)

by CJ Maleney   Jul 14, 2018


I do not have a halo,
But a circular spinning disc.
It's edge is bloody sharp
And I can make it whizz.

When I fell from heaven,
That halo turned to steel.
I polished it and shined it,
Sharpened it upon wheel.

It does not sit upon my head,
But it's propelled by my hand.
If it finds it's mark,
That person shall be dammed.

See I was cast out and ejected,
For I broke a stupid rule,
But god still has a task for me,
I am his earth based tool.

So I walk amongst the mortals.
And they don't give me time of day,
But the evil ones are shrouded in black
And I've to send them on their way.

Perhaps I've lost my wings!
But I don't feel one bit bitter,
Every one has a task to do
And I'm liking this one better.

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  • 5 years ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    Myth & mystery + messed up & mad = fantastic! Great concept and imagery Craig :-) x
    =^.^=

    • 5 years ago

      by CJ Maleney

      Imagination is such an under estimated thing.

      I found myself unable to write for a while, because life just got too serious.

      So shook myself and dived back into what I love.

      So many people have a passion for the fantasy side of poetry yet they don't post their stories.

      I find this a little sad. Without stories the word Smith is but a sad jester.

      Craig x

    • 5 years ago

      by CJ Maleney

      Giggles at this mad cat lady.

      X

  • 5 years ago

    by CJ Maleney

    My god do I like playing with fantasy. It's such a source of inspiration.

    When all else fails and you have that mental block. Turn to myth and mystery. It's a total play ground for us messed up slightly mad people.

    Enjoy

    Craig

  • 5 years ago

    by Em (marmite)

    What a piece

  • 5 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Another poem of brilliance. Dark angel, or should this be a 'hells angel'? I like the halo becoming a hones steel sharpened disc. I presume this is part of your bike, no?

    I can see you riding around, smiling at the good folk, but those bad guys, they better beware.

    Great!

    • 5 years ago

      by CJ Maleney

      I tried to reply earlier but my reply isn't showing.

      I couldn't think where this poem came from and it's taken me months to pick it and run with it again.

      The first stanza sat written but nothing else flowed..

      Sitting with a beer and chilling out It took 5 min to complete.

      I also now know where it came from.

      Think about my addiction to the series supernatural and combine it with my love of the mad max movies. Remember the kid with the boomerang!

      Anyway dude chuffed you enjoyed it

      Craig

      Ps when I'm out on my bike I am totally serene. I always have a leisurely ride out. I may however hammer it on the way back. ;-)

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