Ode To Beauty

[ShadowsCool]

Inasmuch as it is nothing new to be writing about beauty,
There is one of beauty I am assured
Is the very essence of beauty itself.
One having been made not of earth
But of another realm;
Which in the course of creation
Became timeless,
And whose goings go back
To the very foundation of life.

It is not a stretch of the imagination
To say this one of beauty was made
Before the measurements of the filaments itself.
Whether they be stars, or galaxies or of the life forms
Of heavenly angels;
I am assured that no man had ever seen such beauty,
Nor grasped with one's eye, the light this beauty possesses.

Of a godly one she was in full possession,
With a radiance that no star could hope to match;
And a voice that only a heavenly choir
Could sing to that of the divine himself;
Whom I am assured held back this one of nature
For the very eyes of me.
As though there was a day of creation
Where he would say,
"I will make a perfect match and give her on to thee".
Knowing full well, I would accept her as one made perfectly!

And thus she was and is.
For she is not of one conceived that can be worn by time.
Her beauty is self fulfilling to that of a mirror
When looked upon as coming from me;
The first fruits of the ideal fountain of youth,
Being made in glory with the hand of the heavenly creator.

And thus she walks on silver clouds,
That of a heavenly domain,
To ever remain locked in time;
Yet revealing the express image of God
Who granted her creation that of himself.
The very essence of a goddess,
From the very chapel of heaven itself.

I am assured that she's a visitor there,
Though she won't speak but with a little wink.
As if she knows not to speak a word of the heavenly divine,
As if its nothing to grasp at being with her all the time.

[_Paul]

To me this reads a lot more like prose than poetry. To that end, it is quite a nice piece of prose.

[ShadowsCool]

To me this reads a lot more like prose than poetry. To that end, it is quite a nice piece of prose.

I must agree. But that's the way it was born and shall be. Thank you for taking the time and commenting.

[Mutatis-Mutandis]

To me this reads a lot more like prose than poetry. To that end, it is quite a nice piece of prose.

I must disagree. It read very much as a poem for me.

[ShadowsCool]

I must disagree. It read very much as a poem for me.

Thanks for commenting Mutatis-Mutandi

[Delta40]

I like the ambiguity of beauty itself in the poem and the classic style of writing you've used Shadow. Yet beauty is always a she and her form tacitly becomes a woman and for me, it diminishes the greatness of the concept.

[ShadowsCool]

I like the ambiguity of beauty itself in the poem and the classic style of writing you've used Shadow. Yet beauty is always a she and her form tacitly becomes a woman and for me, it diminishes the greatness of the concept.

Mmm but I'm a man and I see beauty (physical beauty) as a she. But anyhow, I tend to write in this style. I think I was born 200 years ago. Thanks for commenting Delta.

[Delta40]

I definitely like your style of writing Shadows, no doubt about that!

[ShadowsCool]

I definitely like your style of writing Shadows, no doubt about that!

Thank you for that comment Delta. Sometimes I'm not sure of my style as if doubt creeps in and I don't write like the modern poets. But thanks for your words of encouragment. Means alot.

[Buh4Bee]

I should probably say something more constructive, but I'm just going to say I really like this one. It needs another read, before I can say anything else. Sorry man, going to bed before I fall on my face.

[Jassy Melson]

I have always felt that when someone tries to analyze a poem, he or she falls flat on their face. All I'll say is that I like this poem. I understand it, and your use of images is first-rate. I could actually see the images.

[Alexander III]

I cannot help but feel that this writing would be even more exelent in essay form. For in the essay form ala meditations, a man writes genuinley. Poetry is always affected because it needs to be affected, because your feign the feelings that once you felt in fact.

I liked the toughts of the poem very much, but stylisticaly If it were prose I would applaud you on its ciccero like fluidity, as verse I find something missing stylisticaly

[ShadowsCool]

I have always felt that when someone tries to analyze a poem, he or she falls flat on their face. All I'll say is that I like this poem. I understand it, and your use of images is first-rate. I could actually see the images.

Thank you!

And thank you all!