Seraph's cry

[newsclippings]

Day time city streets; okay great, but this isn't a novel, you can describe your setting while providing something interesting
Angles hide in plain sight. angels
The sun shines and
springs back from seraphim wings.
Chins tucked into their coats as
they fight against a bitter wind.
Gales of change and fleeting times,
Their time has past.
They pace forlorn,
and through city streets they walk.
Too afraid to fly.
So afraid to die.unnecessary


Gabriel's sore throat will tell you,
Life was not always so hard for them .
Their days have grown long and cold,
Their feathers plucked and children told:
This world so strange
Inspires change
But our minds are old, who cares?
Our souls too cold for this place.
You, my son, my daughter...
Must face our fears and fly.
Let tears fall in the dust,
From a seraphim sky.

There is quite a bit you can take out from this piece. I don't know if this is a stellar piece of work. I'm also not sure if those spelling errors were intentional or not, and since it's not clear, you probably shouldn't have them.

I think you have a great vocabulary that you aren't putting to use in this poem. This one looks a bit tired and tried.

Best,
Sandra