An Open Letter to Beauty

i see you

in the ocean-blue of a tranquil sea,

the gorgeous green of new new leaves,

the jet black of my mother’s hair,

the faint down on a baby neck.


i see you

in bristly mascara-fed lashes,

lissome legs, laces and lilac dresses,

in my eye as i hope and dream

of a day yet to come.


i see you

in apple pie crumbly

and sticking to a ruddy cheek,

the plump grapes resting in my wicker basket,

the gaudy pink of my plastic flower

that smiles at me out my first floor window.


why do i still feel

i don’t see you often enough,

as much as i would like?

come see me when you’ve time.

P.S: Linking as a real toad to the Imaginary Garden (

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14 Responses to An Open Letter to Beauty

  1. deanabo says:

    Sometimes when you really care about someone It feels like there’s never enough time together. Great job with this.

  2. It is a gift to really see someone or something and be seen in return.

  3. Kim Nelson says:

    The beauty shines from each stanza. Lovely.

  4. I love the transitions and content varying from stanza to stanza…great approach!

  5. shanyns says:

    This is so nicely crafted, very lovely.

  6. Yes, beauty come visit any time…love all the different examples of beauty…

  7. Neetika says:

    Very beautiful. Hope the ‘beauty’ you’re pining for, comes to you soon enough 🙂

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