"Trapped in ruts,
The angels of lies,
No one is trusted,
As none can be,
Like sweet-smelling flowers,
Who devour the bees."

I really liked the similie in this stanza; it was very creative!

I liked the imagery in this poem. It is a very creative description of the fall of the angels long ago. I found that I had to read it very closely to understand what was going on and it seemed a little hard at first, but once I got the point of the story and what you were trying to say I thought you put it together very well.

Take care!
Sarah

"to fathom such words is beyond the mortal comprehenchen of what we has humans could never understand," Constintine, 203 AD When taking the challange of organizing the bible into a single script. This poem makes me think of that quote, the fathom of fallan angles into hells infreno sufferage, creatures that held into the lords light directly to be seperated from the lords light into an abyss that lacks it, must be the most devistating thing ever

"to fathom such words is beyond the mortal comprehenchen of what we has humans could never understand," Constintine, 203 AD When taking the challange of organizing the bible into a single script. This poem makes me think of that quote, the fathom of fallan angles into hells infreno sufferage, creatures that held into the lords light directly to be seperated from the lords light into an abyss that lacks it, must be the most devistating thing ever