Tag: Beauty

A Thousand Ships

A Thousand Ships

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Day 8 of 30 Days of Poetry

A helm of classical style sits upon a stone wall, flanked by a short sword and gauntlets
The years could never burden one so fair
For such a timely fate is kept for she
Whose heart beats every day without a care.

Imploring all the gods in daily prayer,
I offer up my heartfelt selfless plea:
The years could never burden one so fair.

So with each living breath to you I swear
To save you from your brutal enemy
Whose heart beats every day without a care.

The face that launched a thousand ships did snare
The bravest heroes while she watched with glee:
The years could never burden one so fair.

But in the end we all become aware
And turn away, avert our eyes from thee
Whose heart beats every day without a care.

Your beauty is a gift you will not share:
You crush the fancies of each devotee.
The years could never burden one so fair
Whose heart beats every day without a care.
Light Show

Light Show

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I fall into the diamond sparkle of light refracted by my cut-glass tumbler. Shards of shattered rainbows glint and swirl kaleidoscopically as I spin round and round, drawn deeper into this well of visual stimulation. My world is reduced to the immediacy of this pyrotechnic extravaganza: colors explode, burst, shine briefly and fall to earth while still more rise on trails of glitter to take their place. As I am drawn deeper a cloud of iridescent bubbles floats on the air all around; I am lost in a cloud of polychromatic ephemera. The bubbles burst to reveal a swarm of butterflies, nacreous wings flashing in the light. I float among them, borne by their fluttering, reveling in my weightlessness; they carry me up, higher and higher, until they metamorphose and dissipate into a whirlwind of flashing color, fragments resolving into spectra until I am returned to where I started, captivated by the beauty of the prismatic play of light on my glass.