Flaming Wings Of Fear

Flaming Wings Of Fear
© Surazeus
2026 07 02

Each evening at this time the gold sun glows 
bright rays of beautiful sadness through trees 
with bold assurance of belief that proves 
the typist knows why children never cry 
when angels fall on flaming wings of fear 
from bomb-blasted tower of arrogance. 

Walking in fairy woods of Zathamar, 
every evening when I get home from work, 
I browse electric books of moon-bright words 
to understand the sorrows people hide 
as serpents coiled in cavern of their hearts 
because they think of things that torment them. 

My friends keep vanishing in mist of time 
so when I call their names with ringing chime 
their ghosts hide in sibilant water flow 
with stolen grace of innocent despair 
that surges hot as sap in trunks of trees 
at supple clack from spinning wheels of fate. 

My father named me Sagittarius 
because he hoped with prayers for my success 
that courage of the archer strengthens me 
with bold ambition of spontaneous fun 
so I explore and colonize the world, 
trapped by stereotype of my horoscope. 

Long undulant curves of my flowered mask 
reveal intensity of hope I hide 
with brave emergency of sudden loss 
despite unfolding sadness I deny 
with fibrous innocence of tangled roots 
because we touch each other with desire. 

Strange wholeness of my body is not me, 
I never say in words you understand, 
so we share suffering in how we dance 
through disunited harmony of rage 
we channel into stories we invent 
with fractured concepts of honey disgust. 

Attempts to smooth lugubrious concern 
with frantic compound of anarchic peace, 
still capable of fixing flummoxed fear, 
discombobulates our brave ardency, 
bewildered by weird truth we must ignore, 
till second coming of the eyeless ghost. 

Bright halo that once shone above my head 
falls off one day and fractures on cement, 
so I sweep shards of innocence with broom 
on which my mother flew across the moon, 
then build new world from ruins of the past 
because the gold sun glows through happy trees.