Lost Angels
hum so quietly
we have to lean in to hear them
lost angels
hover beside Venezuelan waterfalls
leave no trace of their former lives
lost angels
land near Mount Angeleri in southern Sudan
follow the footsteps of an ancient traveller
lost angels whisper but hold no secrets
linger in the memory
never appear on radar
believe in beauty
trust their own momentum
disappear into choreography
light on their feet
these angels become visible
on an uneven wooden floor
when a sunlit breeze
dances through worn lace
NICHOLAS POWER has published in Descant, bywords.ca, leafpress.ca and ottawater.com. His No Poems are forthcoming from Battered Press.