It rises to the top,
like a Phoenix out of the ashes,
wings spread wide,
to be noticed as a survivor of the world.
As we let the world burn
do we realize our homes are disappearing,
and soon my friends,
we will fall into the onyx abyss.
Not among the night
so predominantly powerful as the stars,
but just a thought
in our creators memory, so magical.
Heed not to our worldly sins,
but rise above like the sun in our world
redeem your hatred,
with but a kiss upon an angel's lips.
Timothy Michael DiVito c2020
I have been writing poetry for 44 years. I began writing poetry when I was 15 years old and to this date I have written over 16,000 poems. I have had poems published in The San Fernando Journal, The Rag Mag, WYRD, The Cultural Reverence(e-magazine) and in Kiiroo(e-magazine), Mobius and the World Peace Anthology. I have over 1000 poems published in all. I also have a poetry page on Wix.com entitled anemotionaljourney.com. I also have written a Science Fiction/Fantasy novel entitled "The Blue Sphere" and I am currently working on two other books at the present time. One is entitled "The Angel and the Witches and the other is "Once Upon A Halloween"
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