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Jan 22, 2025
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A Goddess.
Vemeer, Cezanne, Canova,
And so, so many more
Have each depicted beauty yet,
Their works cannot compare
With my lady.
Each time I see her there is something new
As with any great work of art,
Some subtle nuance beckons me
That sets her far apart.
Apart From any painting that in marbled gallery hangs,
Apart from any sculpture cold and white,
My lady glows and stands above
Any man made work of art.
For she is not made of man,
Crafted I know not where,
In heaven's forge or hell's furnace,
Some workshops' fiery glare.
A work of art she’ll live forever,
Her image etched into my soul.
For eternity admirers
Will her loveliness extol.
About This Poem
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Lavender
5 months ago
Art of Beauty
Hello, Alex,
I feel the reverence. "...heaven's forge or hell's furnace..." really adds to her extreme beauty and mystery. This overflows with adoration. A goddess!
Very nice.
Thank you!
L
Alex Tanner
5 months ago
Hello L.
Thank you L. I was not too happy with the title. I like your description better "a Goddess". I may change the title, what do you think. Alex
Lavender
5 months ago
Hello, Alex,
From what you've shown us in your poem, I think that sounds perfect.
L
Ruby Lord
5 months ago
I think the new title works
I think the new title works better. A good poem to give your lady the love and attention she deserves. Ruby xx
Alex Tanner
5 months ago
Hi Ruby
You are right, it does work much better, thanks to L. Alex