True Beauty

Sure, they're big and tall

And create meadows

But they hold dark secrets

like old poor widows

And old recluses from the past

Away from nuisances and all of that

These rocky hills have stories told

But lies hide souls, pure as gold

The fields of trees

And curious leaves

Are more than we

Could ever see

The silky leaves

Provide most of these

Creature's needs

They are silver keys

The river flows

The sun brings a glow

We don't even know

We are stupid

This grand old piece

Of the lasting peace

Is more than we see

We are unobservant

We look too much

The true beauty is what we hear

Listen, child, the gentle sound

Of a thousand tears

Reviews

[Becky]

The fourth stanza really didn't speak loudly to me, but the rest of the poem was marvelous. Excellent imagery, and I liked the formatting for dramatic effect for the last line.

Also, the rhymes felt a bit forced, as if you only put them there because they rhymed. Not always. I guess really just in the fourth stanza.

And there should be an apostrophe in "animal's needs"

Other than those teensy, irrelevant things, excellent work. Stunning imagery. :)

[C.A. Lucas]

thank you so much, i'll really try to fix that stuff. i appreciate that you read my stuff!

[TheAdamBryant]

a magnific and exelent poem

[C.A. Lucas]

thank you, i'm glad you liked it :)

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Beautiful!

[C.A. Lucas]

why thanks! I came up with this during a hike in the mountains. I live in a very inspiring setting :)