Short Behold Poems
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Unfold, now behold
The truth of how all answers
Are hidden within
Every folded, small facet;
Every fibre part of you.
Roe Roe Roe your boat
don’t you fill me with an ark full
low blow this behold
more than just my hips for art thou
.
lo and behold
her'z iz
unrecognizable to the
naked
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ARE MY EYES DECEIVING ME
WHAT BEAUTY YOU BEHOLD
RADIANT AND SHIMMERING
HOPELESSLY IM AWARE
YOU BROUGHT ME BACK TO LIFE
Form:
The soft breeze
From my lips leaves shivers
Running down your spine
Maybe I should close the door;
And shut the blinds
Form:
It’s the warm image of the morning dawn
That’s imprinted on my soul
A beauty to behold
Russell Sivey
Behold this hour soaring of bliss that brings,
the first of May adorned, by doves winging.
Contest, Rhyme Battle: Round 6
There was a lady from Trent
Who could not pay her rent.
She stitched and sewed
And lo and behold
She now resides in a tent.
Hummingbird feeding
on droopy, purple blossom...
no escape for bugs.
Entered in Raul Moreno's contest,
" Daily Ritual "
Lovely to behold, the curves
Inviting to be kissed, touched
Pretty quickening my nerves
Sweet nectar when our lips clutched.
Unfold
Be bold
You told
Behold
Unfold us your words, write on...be bold
Your words, that you told, our hearts...behold
Aroma
my nose tells me of your arrival~ before my eyes behold your beauty
behold oh hermit, the rapture continuum renew ~
love caress divine, each pulse new like the fresh morning dew
15-December-2022
behold, narcissistic self-beholder,
your self-made self perfection,
cracked mirror's reflection !
Time's memento unfolds a thousand lore;
Soul's ode is forged, behold!
As tides approach, a tale's told
Adrift every spirit's mold.
Look into my eyes
They are the windows to
my soul
Come discover what
I hold
In every glimpse
There is an
Adventure to behold
Citrus balloons fly
Toward those stars of glitter,
As painted fireworks
Splat upon sheets of paper
Soaked in the darkest of inks.
IN CLASSICAL VERSE
When,what and where
lo ah ! ..... , : and behold-
the caesura is there
Brian Strand | Year Posted 2010
Behold the flame tree
At home in the North Country
There for all to see
Under its branches we three
My loved one, the tree, and me
Habitat: Aquatic
Behold the frog pond!
And beautiful lily pads
Alive. And bonded.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
December 6, 2009
In blooms of haru
behold the lotus-eaters...
mystical flower!
Note: haru is the season
of spring in Japan.
mirrored in space
we behold the dance
of polarities orbiting love
we are the subject
as also every object
in dreams we conjure
Lift the outer veil
Life’s mystery waits patiently
Behold the new world
The breeze gentle in its touch
The wind understands so much
I lost my old bucket so sadly,
And felt oh so terribly badly;
Then lo and behold
A pot full of gold!
I'd lose me another and gladly.
when every instinct be love inked
there then remains no doer here
then thus with the universe linked
we behold light of God draw near