Halo

Photo Courtsey of www.atelierblog.com

Photo Courtesy of atelierblog

In knots of feathered silk, her halo rests, harp hushed in muted tones, lying at her unclothed feet, melody once filled the air, the atmosphere harmonic, waves of auburn light, silver locks of angel hair, lips unspoken, plaited and knitted, crocheted in champagne thread. Wings clipped in tattered shreds, flightless she sheds, fallen from the skies, an angel to light our way.

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11 thoughts on “Halo

  1. Took me a while to respond to this one, She looks as though she is in a state of disrepair with eyes looking up and hands clasped in her lap. “Wings clipped in tattered shreds, flightless she sheds, fallen from the skies” Says it all.

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