Pure Beauty - Hello Poetry

Nov 2015

Eudora

Would you mind if I wrote you a love poem?

Would you mind if I wrote you a love poem
Would you care if I shared it with the world
Would it be okay if I filled it with cliches
As in I am the oyster and you are the pearl

Oh my, it'll be an absolute delight
Go ahead, let the earth be smitten
Let your words float in the twilight
It'll be a beauty no one has ever written

I ask would it be too much
If I compared your beauty to that of Spring flowers
Or how I could just sit here and stare
As I dreamly while away the hours

I'll be flushed with humility
As I am just one of His thankful creations
I'll allow your gaze even through infinity
Admiring beyond my imperfections

Would it be to much to say
That you put the night stars to shame
If I had my very own galaxy
On it I would place your name

You can ask the clouds and sky above
How your words touched my heart to the core
The unfeigned expression of your love
I'm truly blessed, couldn't ask for more

While all above is true enough
Against your beauty nature would lose
I think instead I'll make this poem
A simple "I love you"

Eudora
Mike Hauser

It is such an honor to be able to write with one of the brilliant poets here, Mike Hauser.
Thank you so much Mike, for inviting me to do this collaboration. It was a lovely experience. YOU made it so easy! :)

#love #passion #beauty

Nov 2015

Pradip Chattopadhyay

The Ghat

familiar with all weather
broken rims of existence
soliloquies of despair
rainfall in silence

ripples of loud mirth
echoes of joyous feet
stillness of nightly earth
tunes of bitter sweet

romance of blind hearts
oaths of porcelain
stains of leftovers
fragments of bruised skin

lying in broken stones
living on river's face
nothing the ghat owns
but its loneliness.

Nov 2015

Traveler

CREATIVITY IN FLIGHT

My guitar is my voice
My lyrics my leads
Singing and dancing
Sets my heart free

In the kichen
I'm a star
At the party
Open mic's
At the bar

I can't sing
But I sure can play
Karaoke singers
Trying to get laid

Like a howling wind
My guitar whispers and moans
Unlike the Wilburys
I travel alone

And play-on I shall
With the coming of night
With the stars all in motion
Creativity in flight...

Traveler Tim
re to 2-18

Nov 2015

David Adamson

Self-Portrait of the Artist as a Young Woman

We revel in the artist's gaze.
See us, artist, we say.
Scale us in the geometry of your sight.
Objectify us, break us down
To our vital light,
The zero shade of being,
Our essential black and white.

But what if the figure becomes the ground?
Does the artist’s vision ever come to rest?
Does she halt the eye’s restless turning,
Instead hunger to be seen? Fathomed? Expressed
In basic hues, simplified, resolved,
Into the object deconstructed, the mystery solved?

Spotlight and camouflage,
Revelation and disguise:
The chiaroscuro of the artist’s eyes.
Then where does beauty reside?
In our eyes, beholders,
Invited in yet held outside?
Or in the starlight, sunlight,
Lamplight as it plays
On the seer seen in beauty’s gaze?

#beauty #artist #photograph #self-portrait #photographer

Nov 2015

David Alexander Walker

Wither

Her tears like petals
softly falling to the ground
loves' blossom dying

Senryu

Nov 2015

Chris

Every moment

~

*Rose petals bloom
in your smile's inspiration
Sunsets begin
with the glow in your eyes

Hummingbirds sing
of your heart's destination
Perfect your skin
under cool autumn skies

Whispering sonnets
this night as you're sleeping
Hoping your dreams
are a beautiful view

So when you wake
you will know what I'm seeing
Every moment
that I look at you

I could never write a poem as beautiful as she is to me.

Nov 2015

Caroline E

When The Time Comes

Maybe                                                        Maybe
not today ....                                          ...not tomorrow
Maybe not right now...                ...and maybe not later
But when the time comes ... you'll find the one  who
      Thinks  you  are  simply the most incredible person
      They ever met... someone that'll love you for you
      Someone who'll adore every single part of you
       Even if you won't...  they'll be someone who
        You can trust fully, a person you can trust
         With a hundred percent of who you are
            You'll never worry about saying the
             wrong things ...  and they'll make
            you feel more alive than now
            Don't give  up on finding
                That special person ...
              Sometimes all you
              Got to do is
           to just be
            patient
             and
             wait.

Nov 2015

Randolph Llewellyn Wilson

Paris

Reflections of Paris this morning , for all the inhabitants of the world , especially those inspired by beautiful works of art and architecture ! Those fortunate enough to have dined in world class eateries on cuisine prepared by Master Chefs , marveled over the downtown skyline high atop prominent monuments ! Impassioned lovers perusing her avenues , window shopping store fronts , boutiques along famous boulevards ! Senior couples recalling their yesteryears with great joy , frolicking , happy children playing in parklands , feeding songbirds with euphoria and curiosity , strolling walkways along the riverbank at Dusk with great wonderment and personal reflection
The poet and poetess , musician and thespian , ballet dancer and street performer .. To lovers young and old , the continued hope of gaiety and splendor at every turn !
She is lovely indeed , the Queen of all that is beautiful on this Earth* ..