Beauty

beauty...
what exactly is that
is it a sight to please the senses
or butterflies dancing in your gut
could it be a red hued rose moistened by a springs rain
or a dirty old homeless man, offering you a hand

touched by sensory stimulation of perceptional life
a dispensary of aberration are what bother me tonight

maybe it's a mix of both

mad scientist mixture of loves first kiss,
and Michelangelo's paintings, his greatest hits

whether it be a blissful image of pupil dilating excitement
or a pregnancy test result revealing enlightenment 
beauty doesn't need all of this incitement

beauty is not one of its self
beauty is what we find in ourself

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

i think this is a fantastic contrasting line ..as well as social commentary: "or a dirty old homeless man, offering you a hand"
some deep thinking going on in this one and a question the ancients wrestled with ...
"By the account of Xenophon, Socrates found beauty congruent with that to which was defined as the morally good, "
E.

[Ken e Bujold]

Butterflies in your gut, a homeless man offering a hand, loves first kisses, beauty doesn't need.. the imagery is a cascading current that washes over the senses. Fabulous poem here Joe, one that transfixed from start to end.

Ken e

[ROXANE DORSEY]

beauty is in the eye of the beholder. thanks for this poem.

[Writeforlovely]

I smiled with this. I couldn't agree with you more. Beauty really is in the eye of the beholder. What we see is a reflection of who we are. awesome work :)