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Stanley Gemmell - The Samantha Sonnets #4

                  --after Emmanuel Hocquard 

Samantha is
Samantha

Is my most beautiful, stolen poem
(Stolen the way storm-clouds steal
light - Who in the world
dark and stolen - Stand stones
in solemn circles
for the solstice-

stones from the god
of the drumbeat-

stones from the god
of the virgins)

What is most beautiful is stolen
Samantha is Samantha

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Poet: Stanley Gemmell
Poem: The Samantha Sonnets #4
Poem of the Day: Nov 7 2012

Comment 1 of 1, added on November 7th, 2012 at 1:24 AM.
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The Stolen Statu(t)e:
The thief on stealthy tiptoes and hiding shadow
Haunts the sanctity of silent sanctuary
Enticed by the bronze and marble statutes,
Seized the dormant mood of placid visitors,
Threads of early morning rays shed no light
On the black hand outstretching invisibly,
Leans down the shadow and reads the statute,
Enthralled in the beauty and incomprehensibility,
Not his petty mind will toil and decipher
Statutes of hidden truth in hazy complexity
Teasing some delvers in glowing pages,
And others frown in disinterest and go.
The thief’s hand and heart too frail to carry
Unto small minds hard bronze and marble;
To them the thing is mere ornamental
End it in silent graveyard of the mental
Only you my singing old bird hold its secret
Funny, stern, jovial and augurous
And lugubrious in your wings all strenuous
Long days and nights woven in the net
Trading sister’s words in marble she’ll not forget
As she exposes the rosy flower words
In hasty grab your mind and heart and soul shake
Read and dig for diamonds never ever fake
Lots of words and titles cram in the conceit
All tweeting which will take strong hold of it
At the marble only one digs and bores through
Hence the statute is ready to kiss and throw
At infinite visitors, admirers and petty thieves
Dream my statute, dream, none of them perceives.
Altaair Laahad (All Rights Reserved)


Altair Laahad

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