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Below is the poem entitled STRAW MAN which was written by poet Walter W. Safar. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

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The straw man guards a golden field,
His eyes are empty, like its head,
A golden heart shines in his chest. Whose hand
had put this golden heart into his chest?
Can this heart put his body into motion?
This is what the crow is thinking about, and only the wind knows
the whole truth, that the girl with the golden hair
sat at the feet of the straw man,
waiting for the fairy to promise her
that she shall provide a heart for the straw man.
Like a man made of flesh and blood,
he loves it when the wind fondles his face,
and even more when the girl with the golden hair
is sewing a green shirt made of grass leaves,
so that someone might love him too;
When the sky darkens,
when the dark clouds come down like a led curtain
(to bring our story to an end) the straw man
is standing alone in the golden field, waiting for his death.
He opens his mouth, but all that comes out of it is silence...
treacherous silence.
I cannot hear him, I don't know his thoughts,
(after all, how can an empty head bear a thought?),
but I know for certain that he can feel, and I know what he feels,
I know what he wants:
For me to take him away
into distant golden deserts,
where the sun is eternally warming;
Where there are no crows to pick his eyes,
where there is no thunder and lightning, just the golden sun
and the girl with the golden hair. It is late
(I cannot save him, being just a poet outside the story),
the fireball is coming down from the sky
to burn the straw man.

©Walter William Safar

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  1. Date: 12/14/2011 7:25:00 PM
    You are a weaver Walter, enjoyed this one, Hopefully the fireball doesn't hit the earth, and the straw man comes to life with a real heart. Hugs,vie What could I say, I love happy endings.

  1. Date: 12/14/2011 4:41:00 AM
    your poem is beautiful and it made me feel like it spoke and i understood it.

    Safar Avatar Walter W. Safar
    Date: 12/14/2011 5:21:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Dear David, thank you for your kind words best regads W