Even the Angels must play
Some Angels from a silent night
had gathered on a day,
for so it was their Lord’s delight
to watch them all at play.
On silky chains
and silver chairs,
they circled round and round,
and sang a song of heavenly stairs,
and joyous was the sound.
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Lee Dunn has been writing since the age of 18, but found that work got in the way for the ensuing 48 years. In his home town of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he reveled in his independence at an early age, and spent as much time as he could exploring the city’s Arts scene. He was introduced to poetry and prose by the works of two literary giants, namely J.R.R. Tolkien and J.W. Lennon and thence fell in love with the written word. His work includes poetry, short fiction, and personal essays, and ranges in theme from the surreal to the horrific, nostalgic, and themes on the human condition. He has been published on Spillwords.com, The Dark Poets Club, Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Crepe & Penn Literary magazine, and the Shelburne Free Press.
I love the way you see things. And you have such a gift with words, painting pictures for us all to enjoy. I don’t think I’ve ever seen the kind of carousel you describe here. It sounds wonderful. I hope you are well. Stay safe, Lee.
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And the very same to you.
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Thanks, Lee. 🙂
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aw, this is so joyful and magical. I can almost picture it.
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Hi, Carol! Thank you. The idea for this came from a photo I saw on Twitter. It was similar to this one, but much more beautiful, and it reminded me right away of one of those lofty carousel swing rides where dozens of people circle around the central pole. The first thing I thought of was angels.
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