STONES, poem by PETER THABIT JONES, UK. Fine art photo by ADEL GORGY, USA

STONES IN SILENT STREAM, fine art photo by ADEL GORGY, Long Island, USA

STONES IN SILENT STREAM, fine art photo by ADEL GORGY, Long Island, USA

 (copyright of the artist)

LINK: http://www.adelgorgy.com/

STONES

 
Stones take to each other naturally,
Like a family of sleeping creatures,

The large ones accommodate little ones,
To create a colony of hardness;

They rest in centuries of stark stillness;
They are elephant-heavy to lush grass.

Their colours employ the afternoon sun;
They are as warm as loaves from an oven.

Each one embodies its personal death;
They are cobbled memories of the sea;

They are the solid language of labour:
Each one weathered to a perfect image.

They rest, innocent of their history,
Like a grey display of featureless skulls.

They have tasted our sweat and absorbed our blood.
They rise and fall, symbols of man’s conscience.

Their persistence has sculptured their silence;
They hint that their souls haunt other planets.

They are magnets for our primitive thoughts;
They are the armour of truths beyond us.

They shape our built fears of an afterlife,
They could tempt us into acts of worship.

Peter Thabit Jones © 2009

 LINK: http://www.peterthabitjones.com/

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