Beauty Point Out Poems

The eyes are a two way mirror reflecting
whats seen
& behind their glassy stare many things
lay hidden
We're driven by these invisible things & are
passengers in a...

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Far beyond the supermarket workers and the gardeners building their own allotments, the boy soldiers and the coal-miners with dusty lungs, the women helping mould...

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I have seen you flash by
Amidst thick green foliage and swaying pines
Like a distant silver dream
On receding skyline
But was never satisfied
For a close encounter I...

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Serenading you with my sincerity
assembling praises in your name
your one glance falls in place 
a thousand emotions it resurrects.

Dawn is the new dusk
you pretend and...

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No matter unseasonably
blustery March like weather
prevails across my neck of the woods
(Southeastern Montgomery County, Pennsylvania)
and across the main body
of these United States of America
particularly original...

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Here I am alone 
on a deserted beach 
the sea is rough
As the waves swell 
I walk in the long 
shadow I cast before me
Cold...

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A clump of dried leaves from frail
limbs I failed to nurture,
settling on a page under
my sinking face 
with a scent to lift up
the low spirits...

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On days such as this
When all lessons seem lost
I wander the forgotten labyrinth of my mind
Unable to recollect a single detail of it's construct
So many...

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I see what I saw as I saw what I seen;
Reality vision horizontally is it real;
Is it in the distance is it in the fields;
The...

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Life as Perpetuum Mobile,
It goes without slowing down.
It's a pity there's no allowance for it,
And we're just living, going through it.

My actions can tell
About who...

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The birds woke me, before I was ready
But I opened my eyes to stand steady
First thing I did, was look out the window
Although the sky...

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This world, in which we all live, has been split in two.
On one half is me, on the other half is you.
There is wonder and...

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In a working class community, a few children play and a few
            Seniors are...

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Back in those days, when I used to love with all of my heart,
Never mind how hard it could be at times,
Knowing that he whom...

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Point of view.


It is only a point of view...
To understand...
The world and life...

Most of us can only see...
One view...
Our own...

Yet the viewers mind...
The poetic mind...
Can...

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