Array ( [sid] => 148249 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => She [time] => 2009-03-01 10:49:30 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I know why the sky is blue.
I know it has nothing to do
With how it is lit or what it is made of.
I know what lends it the flawless shade of
Intensely rich cerulean azure
Against which all other blue is measured.
It is She so dear gazing up at the sky
Where I see mirrored the blue of Her eyes.

I know why the sun is golden,
Not white sapphire as others are.
It is not because the sun's olden
Fires burn slower than other stars.
In truth, he draws a golden veil
To shade a face of fierce blue-white
So as across the sky he sails,
He bathes Her in a gentler light.

I know why the flowers bloom,
To lure no bee with sweet perfume.
Nor do they open their hearts to the sky
In hope of the hummingbird's darting eye.
They spread wide their petals in wonder and awe
Of the most unforgettable Flower of all
And waft their sweetness around Her there
So She may breathe a softer air.

I know what no others know,
Why the oceans ebb and flow.
They rise and fall but not in tune
To the beck and call of a wanton moon.
'Tis heaven's most entrancing Daughter
Whose breathless beauty enchants the waters
To rise from the abyss in a surging throng
And kiss the earth She has walked upon. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 193 [topic] => 30 [informant] => PaulPerrona [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => PoemsonBeauty ) Your Poetry Dot Com - She


She
Date: Sunday, 1st March 2009 @ 10:49:30 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: PaulPerrona
I know why the sky is blue.
I know it has nothing to do
With how it is lit or what it is made of.
I know what lends it the flawless shade of
Intensely rich cerulean azure
Against which all other blue is measured.
It is She so dear gazing up at the sky
Where I see mirrored the blue of Her eyes.

I know why the sun is golden,
Not white sapphire as others are.
It is not because the sun's olden
Fires burn slower than other stars.
In truth, he draws a golden veil
To shade a face of fierce blue-white
So as across the sky he sails,
He bathes Her in a gentler light.

I know why the flowers bloom,
To lure no bee with sweet perfume.
Nor do they open their hearts to the sky
In hope of the hummingbird's darting eye.
They spread wide their petals in wonder and awe
Of the most unforgettable Flower of all
And waft their sweetness around Her there
So She may breathe a softer air.

I know what no others know,
Why the oceans ebb and flow.
They rise and fall but not in tune
To the beck and call of a wanton moon.
'Tis heaven's most entrancing Daughter
Whose breathless beauty enchants the waters
To rise from the abyss in a surging throng
And kiss the earth She has walked upon.

This poem is Copyright © PaulPerrona


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