(10/02/1960 / Haiti)

Peripheral Beauty

The train was zooming by,
When I saw her like a veil in the sky…

She was strolling in the street;
She was immaculately neat.
It was like a dream;
I wanted to scream:
Oh! God, Oh! Beauty,
I just peripherally
Saw the most beautiful woman
On earth! She was way gorgeous than an omen,
And prettier than an April bouquet of flowers;
She smiled and laughed like no other creatures.

What a Joy! What a Beauty!
What a treat,
To have mnemonically photographed such a woman,
Who smiled like a Baby,
And who educed a warm dropp of rain
From my right eye,
Which caused my heart to beat
So profusely and to switch side,
And my spleen to quiver,
And my soul to beg and twitter.

Oh! God, this one had no flaws,
No scars, no thorns, and no claws;
No tattoos, no chains, and no rings.
Her hair was her wings;
She swam through the clouds like a proud swan,
Like a mermaid in the deep blue ocean.

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Comments (74)

A THING OF BEAUTY IS A JOY FOR EVER - John Keats. I like your style of written, you captured the beauty of your subject very well. A lovely romantic poem subtly penned. Thanks for sharing and remain blessed.
‘Peripheral became Central …poetically culminated into Eternal’...envy your 'Lady Luck' Sir lolol Excellent diction Sir Voted 10+ Ms. Nivedita UK PS Cordially invite to my page and grace by yopur comments if you please…Sir n
words as beautiful as the inspiration must have been, wonderful piece!
wow... breathtaking she was a beautiful lady.
Peripheral Beauty...If you can capture this much beauty with your peripheral vision i just simply wonder if beauty is really a language of vision.I loved your words arrangement with each line.10++++
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