Poems on Beauty - Blackout Poetry Notes

Real Beauty

Your love is
real beauty.

The morning air
began to bleed into the beautiful earth.
Birds sang across the field
and the sun rode
across the sky.

To observe art as
an impersonal thing is common.
Between the lines
an shapeless blurs
is a singular experience
outside the trivial.

Be careful, my darling,
in the city -
a place where men are
distracted by beauty.

A beautiful light passed
his face.
I have done all I can.
I hope to look back upon my life
and say I was a man.

A rose
such youth and beauty
standing apart in
a bed of flowers.

The snow began to drive thickly,
I, without coat
appeared in the yard
at length in the radiance
of rough weather.
I stared at my beautiful hostess.

The world is beautiful,
it's not just city.
Mountains, woods, animals, oceans -
I could take you there.

My girl, a beauty men will understand...
her sensuous, devourous lips -
I brooded and bit her lips,
my soul lost
in a sorcerous girl.

I found him as beautiful as a dream.
My head ran
from morning til night.
Ah, the poetry I'd written.