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Beauty Imposes
(22 February 1872 – 12 May 1942 / Penola, South Australia)

Beauty Imposes

Beauty imposes reverence in the Spring,
Grave as the urge within the honeybuds,
It wounds us as we sing.

Beauty is joy that stays not overlong.
Clad in the magic of sincerities,
It rides up in a song.

Beauty imposes chastenings on the heart,
Grave as the birds in last solemnities
Assembling to depart.

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Comments (5)

Compelling poem, with its contrasting sentiments
beauty is joy, good write, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
A nice write. First off it seems quite uninspiring to me but the more I read the more depth I saw and felt. I hope this is not offensive to anyone but I always promised to be honest in my reaction and reviews on works.
Really like this guy! Resounds recognition