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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Tsiluma Avatar
January 29, 2014 at 8:53 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.
Delaney Avatar
January 28, 2014 at 12:00 AM
hi Sam: I really connected with this one.....stone angels have always appealed to something deep in me too. Welcome to poetrysoup. SuZ
Lamoureux Avatar
January 23, 2014 at 8:36 AM
You are a romantic, I just love this piece. Based on what I have read I am adding you to my favorite poets.
Miers Avatar
January 22, 2014 at 8:41 PM
beautiful. the statue...in a splendid garden of sweet attar and recognition or a cemetery crowded with stone
A  Avatar
January 4, 2014 at 7:08 PM
Sam, you just made secrets sound sweet... ~SKAT~
A   Avatar
January 3, 2014 at 11:46 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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January 4, 2014 at 12:02 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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