Beauty Gentle

A Poem By Elizabeth // 10/16/2009


A shadow cast
on her laughing face
The brim of satin
tilted over her brow
Lovely seated
her hat aloft
The feathers wafting
in breezes of day
Upon the brim
so nobly set
Her gloved hand
firmly grasping
The trailing lilac
her skirt elegant
Pricked with white
the hem sliding
Around the waist
sits stately black
Sleeves neatly sewn
hang at wrists length
Skillfully stitched
small floral patterns
Abide among
singing birds flown
Her steps are regal
propriety guided them
Her bearing flawless
head held gaily
Her words soft
politely frugal
There she walked
sailing graceful
There she passed
gingerly gleeful
On she floated
with beauty gentle



This was really good! I had this great image of a lady walking in a sunny garden... The last stanza has to be my favorite. I loved this poem!! <3  and  <30~

Hannah W. | Fri, 10/16/2009


I love the picture of this flowing piece. Gorgeous. :)

Mairead | Fri, 10/16/2009


"Sweet is the love that never knew a wound, but deeper that which died and rose again." - Mother Mary Francis

So beautiful.

So beautiful.

The Brit | Sat, 10/17/2009


a wonderful poem!

Bernadette | Sat, 10/17/2009

I love this!  It's really

I love this!  It's really sweet and pretty. :)

Clare Marie | Sun, 10/18/2009

"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]