Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Beauty

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                                                Midweek Motif ~ Beauty

"Ugly is just a word", I said, "Like beauty. They mean different things to different people....." This quote is taken from a short story, Most Beautiful by Ruskin Bond. Strange it is! How come a thing truly beautiful is not so to another person?

The narrator of the said story assumes that 'Beauty' is a relative term.

And the more I ponder over the word the more layered it becomes.

The poem Beauty XXV by Khalil Gibran says:

The aggrieved and the injured say, "Beauty is kind and gentle.
Like a young mother half-shy of her own glory she walks among us."
And the passionate say, "Nay, beauty is a thing of might and dread.
Like the tempest she shakes the earth beneath us and the sky above us."

Beauty then seems to be hidden everywhere and in everything. Only the eye of the beholder finds it.

Poets are seers. Through your eyes we shall look at Beauty today.

A couple of poems to get inspirations from:

Sleep! Sleep! Beauty Bright

by William Blake

Sleep! sleep!  Beauty bright,
Dreaming o'er the joys of night;
Sleep! sleep! in thy sleep
Little sorrows sit and weep.

Sweet Babe, in thy face
Soft desires I can trace,
Secret joys and secret smiles,
Little pretty infant wiles.

As thy softest limbs I feel,
Smiles as of the morning steal
O'er thy cheek, and o'er thy breast
Where thy little heart does rest.

O! the cunning wiles that creep
In thy little heart asleep.
When thy little heart does wake
Then the dreadful lightnings break.

From thy cheek and from thy eye,
O'er the youthful harvests nigh.
Infant wiles and infant smiles
Heaven and Earth of peace beguiles.

Pied Beauty

by Gerard Manley Hopkins

Glory be to God for dappled things--
  For skies of couple-color as a brinded cow;
    For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings;
   Landscape plotted and pieced-- fold, fallow, and plough;
       An all trades, their gear and tackle and trim.

All things counter, original, spare, strange;
   Whatever is fickle, freckled(who knows how?)
      With swift, slow; sweet, sour; a dazzle dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
                                                                Praise him.

Next week's Midweek Motif will be "Silence."


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Poets United Mid-Week Motif ~ Hunger

“The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.”                                                                                                  ― Mother Teresa

Today's Motif: Hunger 

What do you yearn for?  Write from another perspective than your own if you wish, but make us feel the hunger.

“I seek to be moved, my imagination reborn.
  Let me feast on poems that feed my hunger.” 
                                                                                             ― Susie Clevenger

"I hunger for your sleek laugh, 

your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. 

                                                                                          ― Pablo Neruda

         “There are people in the world so hungry, 
            that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread.”

                                                                                         ― Mahatma Gandhi

Please:

1. Post a hunger poem on your site and then link it here.
2. Share only original and new work written for this challenge. 
3. Honor our community by visiting and commenting on others' poems.

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