There is one beauty on this earth
In which all the others, partial, find their worth.
So please pardon me who was able to find
All beauty in you. I was blind.

Beauty blinds us all until we find,
With our partial selves, the one beauty in our minds,
The one beauty one in poetry finds,
The one beauty that makes one faithful, happy, and true,
Not as I was, who wrote all that bad poetry to you.








  1. June 25, 2015 at 1:06 am

    I like this. It would have driven Samuel Johnson to distraction, which I suspect is one reason I like it.

  2. Andrew said,

    June 30, 2015 at 5:24 pm

    I also like this one for its less-is-more approach and its self-deprecation.
    Lovely rhyme.

    (I also wrote a lot of bad poetry to Her…)

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