The Beauty of Change
“Beauty is change; change is beauty.”
~Quote by poet ~
A crystal dew glistens … on a thin blade of grass,
And sighs bruising her eyes, feeling the rising sun;
Grins a bubbling bud of rose, at withering glass
Of dew … and cheers the rising sun to haste his run.
A wriggling worm tiptoes toward a wrinkling rose,
And hisses she may sleep in a pretty casket,
And mimics, he can read an elegiac prose,
Or she can ride with him in a ... bamboo basket.
Picks a magpie the wriggling worm on its swift flight,
An attribute to Bacchus, the lover of wine,
A swift runner this magpie is, the prince of night;
I dream of him lying dead with his broken spine,
And a day’s mirage of beauty, ends with sun's fall
Into a dead end, losing his glamour of reign,
Mocking at clamour of men, draping a gray pall
On the coffin of day’s beauty, saying, “in vain”.
A crystal dew glistens … on a thin blade of grass;
A wriggling worm tiptoes toward a wrinkling rose;
Picks a magpie the wriggling worm on its swift flight,
And a day’s mirage of beauty, ends with sun's fall.
Syllabic count: 12 in each line (Ref. howmanysyllables.com)
March 8, 2021
ALL YOURS (Mar 9) Poetry Contest
Contest sponsor: Brian Strand
*A 1st Place* in the following contest (Judged on Dec. 13, 2020)
Dec. 1, 2020
My Created Form Poetry Contest
Contest Sponsor: Constant La France
Copyright © Newton Ranaweera | Year Posted 2020
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