BEAUTY

• Issie Dube, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2017

Beauty doesn't come trimmed & plucked,
& nipped and tucked. Beauty flows wild & raw with the pure power of oceans.
Beauty isn't created with an airbrush or Photoshop~
That's it's soulless cousin, Perfection.
Beauty beats & vibrates & pulses & glows.It lights up rooms & transforms lives.
It lives in laughter lines, freckles & scars Beauty reveals imperfections.
Beauty is woven into our emotional wounds as golden threads of wisdom & sings aloud in acts of compassion.
Beauty blows heart shaped smoke rings in 'Pretty's' face & says
"Come back when you live a little".
Beauty isn't skin deep,
It's bone deep.
Heart shaped.
Soul deep.
Only to be put to sleep,
When we prick our finger on fear,
Beauty cannot and will never be able to be brought or made.