These lines do not touch
Straight-edged like ice
Melting into the horizon
Such perfect margins
Caught in twilight’s shade
Westward to Eden
Where angels abide
With one on each side
Waiting for midnight
These weighted wings
Reaching for the sun
In water-color strokes
Like loving tendrils
Curling one by one
Around such artifice
This keen symmetry
That holds up the world
That presses it flat down
And lets it fly.
Sam
Sam's Online Journal 
Very nice poetry. The picture that develops in my mind is a contrast of thoughts, ideas that this poem made possible. almost an inner conflict of interpretation. If you don’t mind I would love to feature this on my poetry blog. I will reblog your post so others can visit your page as well. nice work!
Thank you very much.
Reblogged this on kgbethlehem and commented:
Welcome everyone to another fine edition of Friday Night Poetry Corner #61. Here is a joint called “Keen Symmetry” by Sam McManus that is a splendid piece of work. The images and conflict of interpretation of this work was crafted well and I will guarantee you will enjoy reading and seaching for the voice of this poem. Nice work and visit this poet when you can. Oh, he is on Facebook as will remember the name “Sam McManus.”
A very nice piece, subtle and some very good posts from the man as well. thanks for the heads-up!