Have these Dark Angels visited you, too?

 

(A lone voice whispers)

We once played the greatest of games

Lit by love and its red flame

Claimed by her lawyers

Angels

Who came walking in with no shame

We framed our wedding pictures in silver frames

Smiled

Held hands

And felt no pain

But then Death came

And called your sweet name

You surrendered alive

Last November at 5.55

When your flame blew out

And now

I still play the greatest of games

Lit by love and its red flame

But now claimed by her new lawyers

Dark angels

Who came walking in 

Summoned by my pain

(C) 

Copyright John Duffy

The dark art, in my opinion, captures grief's dark angels. Salute.