Simple Beauty

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  1. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    I sat down
    told myself
    You, girl, are gonna write about something beautiful.
    Because at this rate
    you’re gonna make yourself sick writing pain.
    And I thought intimate thoughts.
    Thought about her.
    The world’s most delightful catastrophe.
    A girl with nothing but commas
    a run on sentence that made me laugh until my chest ached.
    An unregrettable heartbreak.
    I thought about the curve of a hip
    and lively fingers. And a head bent over a guitar.
    And a voice, low and facile. Pied piper voice.
    I know beautiful things.
    I know the swish of a tail against carpet.
    The rush of heated water into a bath.
    The feeling of fingers running through mussed hair.
    The press of a body at rest against my side.
    I want and am afraid of all this simple beauty.
    There feels something confessionary
    in admitting
    that I am moved to distraction by the smell and weight of a new book,
    by the casual smile of a stranger in response to mine,
    that I am overtaken by memory at the smell of burnt toast.
    I am not a fan of toast.
    But when it burns, I breathe, and I see an old man who loved me
    in a kitchen, burning toast.
    I tell you, while many days come when I am afraid to open my eyes,
    to move my body and rejoin life,
    moments come, simple as sin, and I would bottle them if I could.
    So simple. Each a joyous heartbreak.
    The near hush of socked feed on wooden floors.
    The turn of a head.
  2. Sadeyes

    Sadeyes Staff Alumni

    It is so true that simple beauty is probably the most complex thing we know...thanks for sharing this...J
  3. me myself and i

    me myself and i Account Closed

    Thank you for sharing this, i liked it
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  4. Acy

    Acy Mama Bear - TLC, Common Sense Staff Member Safety & Support

    Your poem and its images of simple beauty are moving. Many times we see or experience things without consciously registering how deeply moving they are.

    Your poem reminds us of simple beauties and pleasures that include among many others, the sound of a tub filling, the smell and weight of a new book, the near hush of socked feet on wooden floors...

    A joy-provoking reminder of the beautiful, small but great things that we sometimes overlook or take for granted. Thank you for sharing this!
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