Saturday, June 15, 2013

Released Beauty #1

He found her crying to quench the sun,
sitting on a steamy smooth rock
by the water's edge, alone,
the gulls mocking her.

He had passed her once and
could not continue ignorance,
for the sound of her pain he heard
through waves speaking in her stead.

Some noticed by glance, but he spun and
traced his footprints back to her side.
Never looking up, she sorted lies
pulled from a hand basket on her lap.

The darkest were on the bottom,
hidden long as endurance allowed,
below the sweetness of the handsome
lies used to deliver the most onerous.

She dug deep and with every one she
stared, as looking inside far away,
rubbed her head where the pain
would not relent its intimate throbbing.

Gently, he removed her hands from the
midst of the basket, took the last lie in
her clutch and dropped it to the sea,
the others he set in the hot white sand.

A fragment of a smile arose in those
moments when she unclenched the lies.
Her allure burst in that long pause
of freedom, a magnificent bloom.


©Eusebeia Philos 2013

Written for dVerse Poets Pub ~ Poetics: Beauty Is Everywhere

18 comments:

  1. beautiful. Love the lies released and a wholeness found. Great tone throughout and love that final stanza, perfect four lines there. Great read. thanks

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  2. I loved the imagery of a basket full of lies and how it's released by love. Great imagery on how to restore beauty. Lies are definitely the contrast to beauty of love.

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  3. oh nice....so good on doing away with the lies...so good when someone helps us so tenderly...it just changes everything..

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  4. dang...what a moving story...love the compassion in it...him taking the lie and tossing it for her...beautifully touching...like that smile in the end as well....your opening line has hook too...nice write...

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  5. "Never looking up, she sorted lies
    pulled from a hand basket on her lap."
    those lines are marvelous.
    such a beautiful story... lies, love and the ocean. a great write.

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  6. Love the beautiful unfolding specially the last verse :

    Her allure burst in that long pause
    of freedom, a magnificent bloom.

    Happy weekend ~

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  7. As a rule we don't [dare] intrude on obvious grief, unless we 'have been introduced'.
    The beauty lies in the compassion of 'crossing the road', not to avoid but to take part.
    A basket of lies - what a notion -

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  8. Eusebia, this is such a perfect allegorical poem. Would that everyone have someone to help us sort out and dispose of our illusions. That's a task I find so necessary at this point in my life (getting older).

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  9. Breathtakingly beautiful. I especially like the first stanza.

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  10. like getting it all off your chest...well done...Very private moments revealed in a very gentle flow. Thanks

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  11. My favorite:
    "The darkest were on the bottom,
    hidden long as endurance allowed,
    below the sweetness of the handsome
    lies used to deliver the most onerous."

    So well done!

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  12. Poignant and somehow durable - strong. ~ M

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  13. This is so very moving. I feel that I should read it again before I sleep, to give me a safe and sweet night's sleep - love it.

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  14. Extremely tender and moving. Beautiful how the right person can make you feel whole.

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  15. Really great contrast here and nice rhythmic metre also ...

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  16. This is a great poem I enjoyed it so much especially the first stanza.

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  17. Truly stunning - from the first stanza to the last - a beautiful beautiul poem - so happy I read it this morning! K

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