Best Upliftingbeauty Poems
"What is beauty? Where is it to be found?" the pessimist mused.
"Beauty? - 'Tis to be found all about you!" the optimist enthused.
"For example, nothing will warm the soul or better yet beguile,
Than the beauty in the purity of a little child's smile!"
"But that is such an ordinary thing", the pessimist declared.
"Ah, but simple things hold untold beauty", the optimist shared.
"Look upon the beauty of the earth after a gently falling rain;
Do not the flowers bloom, enhancing the beauty of His domain?"
"I'll grant you that, but tell me more", the pessimist stated.
"Look for inner beauty in others", the optimist related.
"Gaze upon the beauty of our elders, their faces lined with care;
Is there anything more glorious than their silvery crown of hair?"
"You strike me as a learned philosopher", the pessimist allowed.
"No, I simply search for beauty in all things", the optimist avowed.
"Like the water's hymn as it plays its theme upon a flowing creek,
And the beauty of life and love - these are the things I seek!"
"Tell me, is it too late to change my view?" the pessimist sighed.
"Nay, 'tis never too late to start anew!" the optimist replied.
"Beauty and treasure abounds awaiting your full appreciation,
From the merest to the mightiest of God's magnificent Creation!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
Why did I walk at dusk I thought
What could there be to see
Just step by step I walk
When a great thing happened
Neon explodes on the horizon
Orange, blue, and a dark red
Brighter than fireworks, I am in awe
But now the grass is moving towards invisible sun
And the darkness quickly swallows the beauty
In a silent shock, I feel so sad
Why did the beauty go
Suddenly another explosion comes
Although not as fierce
almost muffled
I look up at the darkness
And see a beauty unfold like carpet
Infinite light, across a sea of stars
Never have I wanted to fly so much in my life
Just at the chance to touch one
I can’t contain my admiration
I jump and reach as far as I can
And soon I am with the dark again
Only to arise to another stunning horizon
Such beauty, it's amazing
I slowly count back from ten to one,
with closed eyes I watch the setting sun.
Breathing deeply as my heart begins to slow.
No regrets from now, all is done with nothing to show.
That grand door opens and I walk through,
a room with a view, a place that I always knew.
Uncertainty overwhelms, but I'm comforted by familiar sights.
I glide through the inevitable at ever growing heights.
Light surrounds me and I see truth in myself,
I then realise who I am and my great internal wealth.
Money has no place as this is beauty divine.
I hold that thought of joy as I drink a glass of fine wine.
My thoughts are my own and they belong to me,
It will be my duty to show them for all to see.
We all hold the key to a part of life not yet known,
It will be your turn too, to have them shown.
Looking beyond my known beliefs that naturally defend
I see a world so flawless, you would never comprehend.
Satin breeze, cotton clouds and angelic music all around
Limitless beauty from the trees, the sky and everything is profound.
I count from one to ten then I wake once more.
Having escaped from her attic on a bright summer day,
Constance skipped through the forest in fantasy play.
Flowers abloom; vibrant colors mix with green;
Constance found amazing beauty in everything.
A shy, maturing girl with only imaginary friends;
Flourishing happily in a world full of pretend.
In a pool of fresh water from a spring underground,
Constance knelt to take a sip and a beauty she found.
Where once was a little girl, a young woman she saw,
Whose beauty, adorned with flowers, left her in awe.
The reflection of her face in the rippling pool,
Smiled back with satisfaction in the water so cool.
Although unsure of herself in many different ways,
She saw confidence growing in the face that she gazed.
The water refreshed her when she finally took a drink,
But the reflection was more fulfilling for Constance, I think.
by, Joe Flach. For Constance's "Reflection" contest.
Don't want to dwell
On what doesn't go well
Sometimes you see yourself move one step forward
And soon, you find yourself take two steps backward
Life moves that way when you dwell
On what in your life doesn't go well.
Clouds have gathered in the sky
Ready to show their game of might
Some will decide to stay home today
Others will visit someone alone to bring a ray.
Don't want to dwell on the rain
For any day, someone needs you to come their way.
Don't want to dwell on the heat
When in other parts of the land, folks face fear
Perhaps their crop has been destroyed by flood
Others live in places that are under winter frost
Don't want to dwell on the sun too hot
When there are those who suffer great loss.
Don't want to dwell on the thorns
Of the rose, but the beauty of her crown
It will then receive the proper care
That will only enhance the beauty of her ware
Dwell on the things that make you do well
Dwell on what in your life goes well.
By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 08.24.10
Hear the rock cry out to the ocean
Watch the ocean cry out to the moon
Sense the moon crying out to the sun
Feel the sun as it cries out to the lily~
Manifested beauty cries out from the earth
“Let our reflection be seen and our song be heard throughout the universe
As we manifest our beauty back to Creator”
What say you oh son of man?
Shall you keep silent in the shadows while all of creation manifests its beauty?
Where is the beauty given you?
Have you lost it, or just masked it with falsities?
Futilities that waste untapped potential in your beauty;
Awake oh daughter! Arise dear son!
Manifest your beauty and radiate your light given you
Before it is too late and regret sets in for the death of your soul~
Arise dear ones and manifest the beauty given you
Expressions Beauty Formed
There are manifold states of beauty
for any eyes who see
will discern from within
love supporting
beauties covering
There are multiform structures of beauty
defined by a physique of honesty
hidden behind your eyes
secrets emanating
from beauties creating
There are numerous forms of beauty
expressing blessings of humanity
to see inside
the sheath enveloping
a skin for spirits to dance in
There are multitudinous passions of beauty
evolved by love and sexuality
accepting desire
touched the willing
a caress in place of speaking
of beauty and to beauty
impaled so delicately
in a light behind these eyes
those eyes are telling
from her place of forming
where beauty is described
There are so many expressions shaped by beauty
etched in a quintessence of spontaneity
though beauty will always be defined
behind my eyes
by what only I can see
they can only mirror subjectively
they can only see
what is there to see
in you
With Name I shall cast my anchor
Taking care to never wreck the coral
Stone tablets I’ll cast to the sea
Stationery, my vessel in the breeze.
On the bow of this ship, my mind is free.
Loveliness became the shores before me.
Exquisite beauty in the shape of palms
Shimmering paths into vine covered hills
A stream runs up to a lake in the clouds
Feeding layers of clovers and grass and sage
Then rain came down and became the stars.
My stone tablets held fast in the breeze.
Remaining stationary on my vessel I see as
Evening became day and the stars became trees
Elegant curves fair the shores before me.
Gentle licks from a dove said above is to be
On the brow of a Love as alluring symmetry
”... to pleasure you, gives pleasure to me…”
A swirl of winds exchanging ecstasy
"The melodious song of a meadowlark"
Became blades of grass in a near by park
And a sun was set by this lost horizon…
On my ship I wept for my eyes were on.
Such beauty in their hearts as solitude
Peaceful grace as ease became longitude
Spring days lead to summers of Plentiful
Gentle Love is the Way of the people here
“The dying is slow and long are their years”