Short Beholders Poems

Although her truth is cast in each beholders eye,
alas, by looking glass dear Beauty is misled.
Reflection clouds charisma it should amplify 
and clearly mirrors doubt it finds inside instead...

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I saw a lady.
Her face was a rainbow.
Some spots were sunny, some shady.
Her glow followed her wherever she happened to go.
Didn't she look so pretty?
Her hues, to the eyes of beholders, did show
vivid shades: to some light; to others heavy
As per their dispositions, their winds of thought did blow.
...

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courage lies in the eye of beholders

but unfriendly fire had blinded her sight

collateral damage in the face of a battle

long lost shrapnel in hollow sockets

visions of compassion dissected by slaughter

thunder of warfare in bullet proof darkness


03rd August 2021

Contest Bite Size Poem No 16...

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If pretty words are just
A fool's golden dream,
Then I am quite
Contentedly ignorant...
Perhaps poets will
Never be the holders
Of the world's wealth,
But at least they may
Forever be the beholders
Of its richness-
Besides, it's said that
God protects fools,
So at least I still
Retain the right
To feel blessed....

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Thunder crashing
Sounding like a million stampeding horses
Lightning lighting up the sky
Like the torch of a god
Rain splashing against the ground
Drops so big a mountain must’ve cried
A symphony of sounds
The sounds of destruction
Fear
Sadness
Loneliness
These sounds strike awe and terror in the hearts of the beholders....

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Awareness,articulated,emphasises inherent intimacy,communicated eye to eye.
everchanging yet underlying the movement here and there.Engraved forever,catalogued in human memory,available on recall.Translucent interplays of light,figuration in transition,precise palpitations of pure delight sound in the beholders ear.Testaments of th transparent,and the temporal,all too soon
evaporates before the eye....

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The Diversity of Beauty

                                          Beauty
                                  personal, subjective
                         fascinates, allures, mesmerizes
                          beholders’ cull eclectic forms
                                         diversity






For Poet Destroyer A
Beauty and Diversity
(under 10 lines ~ less than 10 syllables a line)...

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Back age of brute creation 'n herbage beholders
Hominoids have stayed for bodiless years 
Jumbled brains on battered shoulders 
With rash of lacking space frontiers
On brief planet lay all the bone souvenirs

For countless, covered bodies in shallow earth tomb 
Whilst' sun winks like the star  
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust gloom
In an overcast front of sky afar
Protected in the bosom of Spirit’s immortal reservoir...

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It's cloudy but no rain fell
So is like in a glacier I fell
Sworn out is the pores on my body
Beguiling beholders as rashes on my body.

Should my heart be slate
It will easy be to read my state
And pity I know you will be
For this lovelorn I wear.

Whatever of me it may take
I shall be Jephthar to promise
That you come back to my place
To hear the secrets of my heart
No matter what it takes of me
I shall beSamson to my doom....

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Lush and green, full and thick
  the bittersweet vine grows;
with each rain new shoots stretch quick
  and wrap entwined bent and tapered elbows.

The birds find in it a hidden haven
 beneath the leaves and rampant growth,
with a multitude of orange berries laden
 spreading fast along the fence it chokes.

Beauty lay in the beholders eye
 a vine or bush that soon encroach the garden path
and a once desired garden wonder spied
 must be cut with love determined wrath....

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