Beauty Sapphic Stanza Poems

Daily morning ritual rain or sunshine
Eye romance beginning on a bus stop queue
Founding jaunty mawkishness everlasting
Teenager pining

Background music softly enraptures the mood
Candelabra flickers on snowy...

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I came... with nothing, without any clothes on.
I saw... with my blurd eyes, without glasses on.
Then I conquered... with my poetrysoup on.

You and me are...

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A grateful man has received the gift of love,
a person who has made all his dreams come true,
for the rest of his life, he would...

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So soothing on her skin, moist wind from the sea

The waves stretching and folding back on itself

as the setting sun sinks on the horizon....

 ...

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Beauty regimes at my age are enough to
Overwhelm most passionate fashionistas
I’ll just sport a big smile as big as can be
And hope for the best...

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Beauty bows and surrenders at her bare feet,
The gold glitters jealous of her glowing skin,
Her bright eyes light embers of passion within,
   ...

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Sappho fragment #2
translation by Michael R. Burch

How can I compete with that damned man
who fancies himself one of the gods,
impressing you with his "eloquence" ...
when...

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What a place to find much-needed peace of mind,
to cast all nagging woes of the day aside.
This is the place to be; such an ideal...

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Amaryllis apple blossoms start to bloom.
Bumblebees buzz and butterflies float about.
   Fruits of renewal are ripe for the picking.
    ...

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Clusters of marshmallow clouds hanging above
       Bright, iridescent colors of the rainbow
       ...

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Undaunted unicorn, the tamers dew leaf,
Auspicious lovers tryst due utopia,
Virtuous sojourn flung upon sublime wings,
          ...

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Bound by doubt, I stood there amidst the Bluebells,
          Watching where she'd been but a moment...

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Perfect teeth, your lips that are always blessing,
Wanderlust that always stops short of leaving
Moss-green eyes that always spin sparkling myst’ries
Once were my treasures...

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Drifting through the quietly gleaming forest,
Snowflakes falling, silently glinting, melting,       
Gracing wings of chickadees chirping gladly... 
Wistfully dreaming...

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INFLUENCE OF CHAGALL

Cradle garden faithfully, free her petals. 
 Pluck bouquet and playfully tend her, kiss her.
  Praise her beauty soulfully - stem and...

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