Think on Beauty(a Mind Poem)

He has but to think on beauty,
and melodies of the nightingale
flutter through his mind; the rose
rises up to kiss his lips, and share
with him her intoxicating aurora;

the lullaby of his mother rocks him
in a cushion soft womb; and stars
bow their light playfully to his eye;

essence permeates the calmness
undulating to the slightest wave.

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: The Nederlands

Favorite Poets: William Butler Yates, Wallace Stevens, Giuseppe ungaretti, William Blake

Comments

raj

7 years ago

Hi tyro

I must have read this poem at least 5 times...it has a good flow and rhythm but each time I am left wondering about who the mysterious He is...
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tyro

7 years ago

Hi raj

Hi raj
He could be anyone,
he, is simply an imaginary person, able to let his fantasies run wild..

raj

7 years ago

OK tyro....i get it now...

OK tyro....i get it now....perhaps that's the reason you mentioned the mind thing in parenthesis of the title....good concept...
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Rula

7 years ago

Hello dear tyro

This one bluffes ( but in a good way). The language used is simple and so are the images (if taken one at a time) and they seem so common, but as they conglomerate, they together draw a surialistic wide painting
I don't know if that what you mean by 'a mind poem'
Was that intentional?
If so, then congrats. You did it!

tyro

7 years ago

"they together draw a

"they together draw a surialistic wide painting"

Bravo Rula, that is exactly it. Two things about the mind; one, it is not linear so is not constricted by the steps of time; and two, the mind moves in ideas. So all of these are ideas of beauty.

the last couple I do not expect anyone to get, so I will explain.Physics has proclaimed that everything gives off waves, even people. In the scientific view of creation, the big bang, there even had to be a wave pushed ahead of the outward expansion of the universe. So in that sense, wave is primal.