There is beauty in words that pass between strangers

by SusueQT

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-06-27 14:58:00

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I walked a graveyard yesterday
I turned passed the trees
that sheltered my eyes
and felt the cold stone

I saw hundreds of years
disappear beneath my feet
and I walked time into
it’s own shallow place

A statue inside the
shadows of a tree
I stood still
and gazed passed the only movement