Abrasive Beauty

Shored by the outline of imagination

Sheer covering innate beatings

Blown away through the winds

Retreated are soft cream petals of purity

Folding upon the caring caress of freeing ripples

Uncreating the whispers of soaring heat

Layers of lilac blue to calming white rest upon her

Flowers toss a sacred volume of delicate being

Softly whisper in echoes cornering belief

Running your fingers across beauty 

Unmet by blue gentle circumstance

Left without mane strutting heart 

If for fleeing seconds of another May

Reviews

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Hmmm- like wishes and words to the wind- it knows the heart and our name- what remains- life will never be the same- wonderful words and thoughts🌹

[B]

Thank you so much

[‘Thoughts In Time’🌹]

My pleasure🌹

[An owl on the moon]

There is a powerful vibration of light and dark flowing through your words, contrasts delicate or brutal at times. There is the tenderness of a soft beauty, and there is the fierceness of the devouring heat and the painful beatings of the soul. Breathless words.

[B]

Thank you so much for your review and kind support

[Paul Bell]

Can beauty be a curse.
Does the magnet attract, or repel.
Love, what is it.
Who knows. But we all want to be on that journey.

[B]

We sure do and we sure will
Thank you Paul

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love the oxymoron in the title...
"abrasive beauty"
some times beauty kills...like a beautiful frost...

like William Carlos Williams in Red Wheelbarrow...creates an aesthetic scene...in what it shows...but under the lines we realize how that wheelbarrow will be ruined by the rain---
j.

[B]

So much truth to your words
Thank you Jacob