Beauty Muse Poems

Beyond softest poetic muse, the garden sighs a breathless trust into the heart, remembering that God, in His great design, singled out the gardener for...

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When the words don’t lure me with their muse,
Desire to pour out hopes, dreams, light that bleeds,
Wetting the beauty of my heart’s best seeds,
Emptying the...

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Who stole my muse?
Did a stranger come at night as I slept?
Did the oscillating weather changing the warm to cold,
freeze my budding words to write?
Did...

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Placed Second in :
Sanctuary, Soft, Stir, Surreal Words Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France

"Remember, the entrance door to the sanctuary is inside you.” Rumi


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At sixteen
People's Bible Church
sent me from rural Michigan farm lands
to Moody Bible Institute
in siren-screaming Chicago

Church fathers assumed,
despite curious evidence to the contrary,
that I was a...

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Beneath a sun, both bright and bold,
A scoop of sunshine spun from gold.
Creamy vanilla, a child's delight,
Melting slow, in the midday's light.

Sticky fingers, a sugary...

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Through winding roads 
And forests of green
From sparkling waters
To sights unseen. 

Come wonders of nature
Tis life that you see
Surrounded by the beauty
That has captivated me.


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Weaving Work I

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Empty sheet a blank canvas
and a wall hanging a screen arras
listen to me—share your journey
why didn't you earn to draft a guernsey? 

Igniting the flame
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A belle, ethereal and calm,
Was cursed with eternal tears.
Her grace was destined to decay, 
were that which caused her tears revealed.

Her face, a sparkling mess...

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Beauty Beyond The Sunrise

My muse was reading her favorite book
When spotting her on a grassy nook,
She is one with Mother Nature.

A hooting owl scared me...

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In the realm of moons and breathless tides,
where promises dance with a serendipitous sonnet of sunrises,
along with morning kisses, unfolds a love story—
a poetic novel...

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You, gorgeous Muse, with velvety skin
The sugary sap of my poetic pen
And the sole labyrinth of my soul
You inspire me and I adore you.

You are...

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Slumber can wait, as twilight calls
Paper and pen quiet the rage
Transported down memories’ halls
Time’s passage, like print on a page

Through the flowing ink, words appear
Musings...

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Roses are red, or purple, or pink
an artistic palette in colors that link.
Petals unfurl in radiant hues
a vibrant symphony—amor’s untamed muse.

Red blossoms, a fiery embrace
passion...

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