Richard Lackman

Rookie - 183 Points (Philadelphia)

Beauty - Poem by Richard Lackman

Beauty as a pure ideal is too often obscured
By prices paid for objects that are then in closets stored
Works of art beyond our reach within dim hallways hung
Like church bells bricked within a building never to be rung.

Is that what beauty really is or is it something more
As simple as a flower or a wave upon the shore
As common as a sunset with the sky in pink and blue
Or meadows emerald green at sunrise sparkling in the dew

So much we see is beautiful if we just stop to gaze
And rise above the moment, far above life’s hectic haze
Forgetting all that burdens us about our daily life
So that equanimity replaces needless strife

For it is then that beauty in its truest form appears
Whether in a face we love or music that we hear
Whether in a sunset or a walk along a park
A beach at dawn, a bird in flight, an evening turning dark

So beauty in its many forms surrounds us everyday
If we can only recognize it, simply find a way
To see the beauty in our lives as we live every minute
And only then appreciate each life and all within it


Comments about Beauty by Richard Lackman

  • Silver Star - 4,021 Points Valerie Dohren (1/16/2014 4:00:00 PM)

    Wonderful Richard, great rhyming as with all your poems, and the content is spot on. Pleased you are still posting. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 12, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, January 13, 2014


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