Is There, In Truth, No Beauty

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Is There, In Truth, No Beauty

 

I am the dry path

Sat between

The first rain drops

 

I am the dandelion

Dancing in a field

Missed by the scythe

 

I am the spark

That jumps

From flint to straw

 

I am the breaking wave

Crashing up against

Deserted beaches

 

I am the words

Caught in the throat

Of dirty liars

 

I am the light

Crawling through

Drawn curtains

 

I am the dusk

Creeping across

Summer lawns

 

I am nature

Doing the things

That nature does

 

When all is ash

And destruction

I will be here

 

The dying embers

Raked over

Until they cool

 

A dead daisy

Resting on a bed

Of destruction

 

Is there

In truth

No beauty

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Ian Whiteley

Tue 24th Mar 2020 23:50

thanks for the likes and your kind comments Jennifer.
The verse about nature is the keystone to the piece - I wanted a shift from the descriptive at that point to direct folk that this is a warning - not a nature poem.
It may be a bit jolting - but that was what it was in there for 😃

jennifer Malden

Mon 23rd Mar 2020 15:56

Liked this! The verse about nature to me anyway doesn't seem to belong, because there's no description. But if you like it it's your poem!!! Don't mind me.

Jennifer

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