Let Beautiful Be

by The Prince   Nov 13, 2018


Let sleeping thoughts
fester, give them no credence,
not a semblance of a
chance.

Let loving arms embrace
you, let pointing fingers
quake, until bone
and brittle, until they
shatter and break;

Let her be the cause to
shake the sleep from your
pillow, let the mast run high,
let sails tear and billow;

Let tomorrow rise, let past set;
let yourself choose, question,
regret.

Let the man be handsome,
let gifts be gifts, let your enemies
be someone, let lost lovers
be kissed.

Let poetry rhyme with every
line, until the dictionary’s empty
and nothing’s inside, and let that
be a sign that language
has not barriers, but some
want to sing about what
plays on their mind-

Let them sing.

Let flowers grow,
bloom,
rot;
let beautiful
be left.

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  • 2 weeks ago

    by Tanya Southey

    Fantastic poem

  • 3 weeks ago

    by BOB GALLO

    This has a profound sound to it. I would have voted for this too.

  • 3 weeks ago

    by BOB GALLO

    This has a profound sound to it. I would have voted for this too.

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Hope

    Love the last stanza, great poem!

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Jamie

    Congrats on the win

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