Two Short Poems

Angel of Peace

An angel of peace

Flies by at night,

With crumbs of joy

For the shivering beasts.

 

Knowing full well,

That kindness is right

For the wretched few,

Craving for a feast.

 

 

An Offering

This orange I give you

Bursting with colour

Its flesh so fresh

Stunning the tongue

 

What’s left?

Fingers outstretched.

 

 

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