Beauty Veterans Day Poems

Who my favorite artist is, you ask me,
you will find his canvases in my archive.

The framed landscape of the auburn meadow,
the pathway draped by the...

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As these words flow from thought, I must write them down and not let such a precious moment pass.
Never before have I written to the...

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A Cognitive Dissonance

We love the blossoms beauty 
We ask only for the beauty to grow.
Yet we war and destroy the blossoms
More surely than the snow.

We...

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Song of a Warrior’s Bride

He counts on me for beauty:
His eyes blurred by bloody spurts of war,
Scarred by deadly blasts of bone
And tissue, his vision...

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Put forth, in some array, to just regroup
the Senior's left, advantages the soup,
that healing art, asunder, wages loop
sits idly by, while effort leads the coup!

Not...

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From the past days of old.
At Seventh Street & Florence Avenue.
Vehicles in pristine finished.
Bragging Rights Mint Condition.
Proudly rolled by in a yearly tribute.

Very close behind...

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Temperature dip
urban leaves turned
Autumn, sniffing around
for a place to settle
no Farmer's Market
in San Francisco today....

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Leaving the last days of August
          memories of the sea waves crashing 
   ...

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Beloved, lovely roses: gift of God and lover’s flower,
Spread your colored petals and cradle tender showers.
While admiring the blossoms with their beauty to behold,
Ought we...

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