Beauty
Dr. Alfred W. Tatum
February 4. 2014
5:54pm
There's something sad about beauty.
It fades when an uninvited competitor appears.
Beauty is more robust when it is alone.
Among a crowd, not so much
unless there is an unrelenting eye that requires its presence to endure.
You may have intent, but a good poem reveals you.
ReplyDeleteShow me the beauty
In searing silence
And I shall
Write you
A sonnet.
Pretty words
Like pretty dances
Often belie
Much darker meaning.