Strangers Smile at Stones Like Setting Suns

4 Jun

Flowers, those strange
and often dead friends
of spring
and romance
looked out from whatever
balconies nature
might provide onto
so many emerald valleys
thoughts slung
out into the woods
then tripping downward
in seclusion.

Hearts as light as
his oaken name
which seemed deepened
by his father’s passing.
His broken words echoed
in that instant. Hearing
them as if in sleep
lumbering. His mind ceased
swiftly at her demand as she
ascended the interior corridors,
so slowly the impression
she left reminded
him of which walls
could chain him.

He thought of her love
as priceless
therefore the guardians
never slept on their watch.
She closed the largest of
her little fingers around his
heart and with an unknown
smile given she seemed
to beckon with a rustle
as he was hanging secretly
in a resting-place.

It had been a killing thing,
surprised ruinous
generations lost in
those marble sheets.

A stranger remembered
and smiled at the stones
which he misunderstood,
and took for an ominous
sign.  Something at a turn
in the passage ahead
looked upward.
He turned and looked
over his shoulder
noiselessly,
all the sounds were empty.

She knew the many calculations
of the knife,
its full blade about
to be stepped
up from the point.

Out in the hallway walked swords.
Her eyelashes had mastered every
meaning, and none suspected a
war was going on below them.
A simple study of storms and
seven hats
turned to dust and
forming, a village of strangers
and smiling Saints which would be
made smooth by the centuries.

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4 Responses to “Strangers Smile at Stones Like Setting Suns”

  1. Tankiso June 16, 2010 at 10:38 am #

    i really love your poetry, its alive

  2. Susan June 18, 2010 at 8:58 pm #

    Loved loved loved this one!!!! Plz keep sharing your awesome poems:)

    • mattspotentialpoetry June 18, 2010 at 9:55 pm #

      Glad you enjoyed it so much, this one has been getting an amazing response! Don’t worry I plan on sharing at least three new potential poems weekly. Namaste.

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