Short More Than Meets The Eye Poems

An artist am I,
Seeing more than meets the eye,
In ways, I can fly....

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A coin toss, brothers look eagerly as they vie

   The dawn awaits the newest bird to take flight in the sky

   Silver wings above, God's handiwork meets the eye....

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When I heard about Granny's pajamas
  Honest, I started to cry

Yet when I saw her flaunt them
  I understood why ~
There's more to Granny than meets the eye


    
    -- An Admirer, April 16, 2021...

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Beyond the flowers,
Mountains stand at the distance
Filling the landscape..

Covered with white snow,
Stand out against everything
By their tall structure..

Catch all attention 
By beauty, but there's always
More than meets the eye..

-sadaf syed...

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Put on a brash label
That a collector's get moist
Upgrade his shelf level
Nevermind the cracked old vinyl voice

One of the four divisions
Spend bread when it meets the eye
the same scan with precision
Just those loaded images don't satisfy...

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“Dreams within dreams, what is real
Feel oh hermit, innate bliss appeal”

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This
Here now
As it is
So intimate
Negate not this mind body, oh hermit

Yet we are not only the mind body
We are unbound
Luminous
Vibrant
Bliss

04-December-2020...

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Teardrops a few may fall at first
Teardrops the only emotion people can see from me
Teardrops my sadness and dwelling that's been hiding deep in my soul
Teardrops releases my hearts heartache down inside
Teardrops a way to show you more than meets the eye
Teardrops fall whether i want them to or not...

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My eyes see just the surface
But there’s so much more to you than meets the eye
My heart increases its pace
As my throat lets forth a cry
With a need to kiss your skin, else I should die


SPANISH LIRA IS A SPANISH FORM OF POETRY WRITTEN IN 7/11/7/7/11 
SYLLABLES,WITH THE RHYME SCHEME-ab,ab,b....

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Fight all we must.
Keep shackles away
Even from the vicinity
Of where our minds may stray.

Counter if you must
Resist what's innate
For what meets the eye
Is just another bait.

Preposterous are these bonds 
For they bind no more than lies
Prudence rests with those
Who let solitude suffice....

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Let slumber overtake thee
And pleasant dreams ignite thee
For a moment in the dark
Is but a blink of an eye in the realm of beauteous dream

Take flight as you sleep
And do not fear for the future
For there is more love than what meets the eye
And it will bind all worry and pain
With the soft rains of many a dream...

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more to life than meets the eye ~ said the blind man who slipped in a pigsty 

but some swine oinked pigs might fly ~ this trip up will cause a huge overfly 

and sure enough as days went by ~ eyes appeared damn vultures in the sky 

the lesson learnt here don’t ask why ~ sh!t just happens when in oversupply...

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The run down shack
Out in the woods
Boards missing
Graffiti

But that lock on the door
Hasn't stopped anybody
From breaking in through
The windows

What they don't know
Is that you gotta be
A special kind of person
To actually see

What the inside really looks like.

There's more to it than meets the eye....

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Like a friend
G000gle always finds me
what I need
though not always
what I want.

G000gle even tells me
a little about myself
though he misses
some of the important stuff.

G000gle, I'm telling you,
there's always more
than meets the eye;
you need to look
deep within.

Sheila Kathryn Barrera
http://www.myspace.com/sheila_kathryn_barrera...

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You know there's more to life
than what meets the eye
when you're sitting on the amen pew.

It's the worldly things
that you pass by
When you're sitting on the amen pew.

There's more to church
than just being seen
and when you shout "Amen"
that's what you really mean.

What others may think
just don't mean a thing.
When you're sitting on the amen pew....

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Love blossoms and grows in my very heart
Where I feel alive and the gift is given in the part
I am loved as the woman I am
The one that will show you my most intimate plan
I will guide you to the place where happiness grows
To a world of the unknow
Breathing life from within me
Where beauty meets the eye and together it is clearly seen
Love unites us in a bitter sweet harmony....

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Not a soul in sight
and it’s broad daylight
The odd car goes by
 but nothing else meets the eye

Lockdown is back let’s pray that it works
but tonight is November the 5th no celebrating no display fireworks

I need a jog I need some fresh air
Staying in the house for another month I just cannot bare

When lockdowns over we can all move on
And pray that this virus is forever gone....

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I am quite a peculiar sort,
My fragrant blooming days are short. 

My petite petals well bell shaped, 
In virgin, pristine white they’re draped. 

I’m famed in myths and legends’ scope - 
Symbol of happiness and hope. 

Disclaimer: 
Beware beautiful butterfly, 
There’s more to me than meets the eye: 
My intense scent however sweet, 
Not designed as a nectar treat. 


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Close your eyes
     Open your heart
See the beauty of the beast
     See not his hands
              But
        Feel his touch
     Look into his eyes
   And know his kindness
        Hold his heart
       Feel his passion
  Look at his falling tears
  They come from his soul
         Now you know
    There is more to him
     Then meets the eye
   Beauty within the beast
     That is where it lies...

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Defining the rim of the steep canyon ledge
Tall snow-covered pines piercing azure sky
And forming the slope’s right-sided edge,
Defining the rim of the steep canyon ledge
Where many a regal bald eagle will fledge
On the slope as snow no longer meets the eye,
Defining the rim of the steep canyon ledge
Tall snow-covered pines piercing azure sky. 

written December 26, 2021...

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By a HAIR, the bullet misses
There's more than meets the EYE today
But the river's MOUTH is too wide, 
My NECK of the woods far away

The weariness hard to SHOULDER
This BODY of water my bane
No where to go, with heaving CHEST
Hard to STOMACH the fear and pain

The rifle BUTT again is raised
This last LEG of my life, ends here
My KNEE jerk reaction to cry out,
At the FOOT of one who kills us deer!...

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Her beauty’s words that speak her mind
So effortlessly they form on the lips
Exposing her being, her true soul and thoughts

Her eyes are as opals, so bright, so clear
Looking fondly to others, for beauty within
Seeing past what may be obvious, into the depths

Her essence is not the obvious, which shows
But proves to be that which she permits to be seen
One must know her to understand all that she can be...

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Red statues bestirring beside sturdy brown
   Golden yellow tassels, the talk of the town  
Rich green blanket spread as far as meets the eye
   The idyllic scene framed under the bluest of skies

Textured white ripples rise and fall in silver pails
   Perky, pale curlicues wave, pretty pink tails
A color-splashed canvass greets Mr. Farmer every morn
   As he wends his way to and from the faded red, rustic barn...

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she runs down the hall 
she is meSsY 
she is LouD
she is an extrovert 
no, she is not 
just because she is not shy 
does not mean she sometimes wants to cry 
being sad and feeling low has crossed her path but I bet you didn't know
stop 
stop degrading people based on what YOU see 
stop guessing my emotional IQ
because there is more than what meets the eye 
because sometimes I want to cry 
even though I am not shy....

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Drawing is...
	
	
	...essential to my life,
	my need-to-mark work
	to claim, 
	touch,
	make visible 
	that which exists hidden 
	within the thinness 
	of a sheet of paper; 
	to see rather than merely look, 
	my eyes, lodestones 
	for edge, 
	shadow, 
	form, 
	position;
	to ingest that which meets my eye,
	then loose it through 
	the conduit of my fingers, 
	revealing traces in the paper 
	of a reality such as 
	only I can see....

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There are sunsets and
Silhouettes
Just over the horizon
Dancing in the wind of a shore
        seen in dreams
A soft extreme
Of gentle schemes
Scheming away
                     for
                           years
, it seems
Over the horizon is harder to achieve
Than first meets the eye,
       always in dreams.
So sing me to sleep
To let my mind seep
Into sunsets and silhoettes
Dancing in the wind
    Of a shore yet to achieve....

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