Exquisite Loveliness Poem by Norah Tunney

Exquisite Loveliness

Rating: 5.0


When words fall away
from the lips,
and the mind
sinks into a deep slumber,
something
wakes up to wonder,
the wonder of an old cup,
a rocking chair,
a wooden table,
it's beauty
almost too much to bear,
the hand trembles
and the eyes tear,
Ah! ! !
exquisite loveliness
the heart of everything.

Saturday, April 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: beautiful,life,wonder
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edmund Strolis 10 April 2016

I was thinking of G.K. Chesterton. He said that he had trouble traveling because he could hardly get past the simple beauty of the lamp post on his own street. His wife would have to retrieve him quite often on a train excursion as he would lose track of time or place and become wonderfully lost. Your senses are engaged, you are alive. You are the honey in the tea.

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Norah Tunney 10 April 2016

I appreciate you taking the time and your thoughtful comments Edmund It's years since I read GK Chesterton i really want to read his poetry again after reading your comment

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Ratnakar Mandlik 09 April 2016

when the mind sinks into a deep slumber, memoirs of the beautiful remembrances may emerge in the form of a beautiful train and take one down the memory lane. An excellent poem and a pleasure to read. Thanks for sharing.10 points.

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Norah Tunney 10 April 2016

Yes Ratnakar it's like when the mind is quiet The potential for wonder increases

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