Poetry by Miggy Angel

Vision Vis-A-Vis

The room is
black, moonlight

immune. You’re
back in the cage

again, having
sworn to change.

It is not too late,
the tulips are still

two lips opening.
The universe

has not reneged.
Renegade, fire

awaits. Waif, stray,
awaken.

The Seed

The soil cedes
to the seed and
is succeeded by

space, a chrysalis
where, sheathed
in earth, supplanted

by sun and rain, the
icon of green stem
begets the labour

of the ground’s grand
gesture: without
surrender there are

no flowers.

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Miggy Angel is the author of the poetry collection 'Grime Kerbstone Psalms' published by Celandor Books. He is the host and organiser of the monthly poetry event Speech Therapy, the facilitator of the Do Or Die Poets (a weekly creative writing workshop for people in addiction recovery) and is the poetry/fiction editor and founder of Burning House Press. His second poetry collection, 'Extreme Violets', will be published by Hi-Vis Press in early 2018.