POEM OF THE DAY

Raphael

 To paint glitter into angels,

innocence into the skies,

and the skies

into the heaven

we wished upon stars.

colors towering too high to reach

from scaffolds

or the tip of Mont Blanc;

blush, on cheeks

warm enough to touch.

Raphael, your brush

flourished every smile;

tears tarnished upon white steps,

walls engraved

with past transgressions.

On the back corner of moons,

I saw your wings, feathered, flying;

a barefoot Plato conducting Aristotle

on theories of the constellations;

sculptures of purity looking down

upon twenty-one reasons to weep

and not one of them is you.

By Poet2Angels