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Speaking To Your Statue

Emotions soaring into the skies As the footsteps echo off the balconies The crow's accompany my soul's flight I imagine them to be your eyes Carefully watching so you may be there If I should slip and fall into the nothing Their cries are your words of praise And so I smile at my distant reverie Standing next to a stone angel Surely you are prettier than she Her eyes are hollowed; yours full of life You reflect the sun's light with your smile In my dreams you chase the fear away How is it that you do so much without knowing? These things I'd never say to you For fear your eyes would never rest on me again And so through these words I express This love that goes beyond anything The natural world may procure In my mind you are my guardian A statue ever resting in my heart.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 1/29/2014 8:53:00 AM
Beautifully penned Sam! I like how you've done the comparison - that which vibrates with life is that which stays close to our hearts. Your words capture it very well.
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Date: 1/28/2014 12:00:00 AM
hi Sam: I really connected with this one.....stone angels have always appealed to something deep in me too. Welcome to poetrysoup. SuZ
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Date: 1/23/2014 8:36:00 AM
You are a romantic, I just love this piece. Based on what I have read I am adding you to my favorite poets.
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Date: 1/22/2014 8:41:00 PM
beautiful. the statue...in a splendid garden of sweet attar and recognition or a cemetery crowded with stone
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Date: 1/4/2014 7:08:00 PM
Sam, you just made secrets sound sweet... ~SKAT~
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Date: 1/3/2014 11:46:00 PM
Haha Sam, I am serious when I tell you, that you got some great lines here.. I should have known after reading one of your poems, that has the word WORM in it... Everything about that poem was intriguing. Now this poem, manipulates the mind. I am picturing one thing, but yet somehow I think you mean another... Even though I will be gone for a while, I do hope you stay.. I'm adding you on to my favorite poet list.. I will come back and check out your poems tomorrow... hugs.. LINDA
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Date: 1/4/2014 12:02:00 AM
Haha thanks so much Linda. I definitely look forward to it. Perhaps I can get you to stick around a bit longer. ~ Sam

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