Moments of Beauty

Moments of Beauty

A Poem by Roberta Weth

another one from the Mission trip to Mexico archives. I never posted this one but I rather like it.



Rough white appendages
                                     Pale quartz strewn
              In a heaped line

Only a fleeting glance

    Chased by bone-dry grasses
          That mask the face of
                      Golden brown
     Sun baked stones
  They flee behind us

Framed perfectly
For a single moment

                           By sweaty glass
                    And standard gray steel
                       As it barely contains
            The cackling babble

         Of trapped teenagers

As it bounces around inside the bus

                        It vibrates off the windows And pale green metal

A young man in a red T-shirt
                 Blazoned with bible verses

Dances his hands across a drum
He closes his eyes in concentration
As a beat plays through him

© 2008 Roberta Weth

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Nice phrasing and good description in this write.
"Chased by bone-dry grasses-That mask the face of -Golden brown-Sun baked stones-They flee behind us"
The formatting added to the effect of this word weaving.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Amazing.. the descriptions really pulled me into the beauty of this piece. Facinating reading, good word choices and well expressed!

Posted 10 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

really great poem.
great job, you are a really good writer, keep it up!

Posted 10 Years Ago

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Added on February 8, 2008
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Roberta Weth
Roberta Weth

Portland, OR

I twenty years old, and I spent the majority of those years out in the middle of nowhere listening to country music so don't be surprised if the word y'all creeps up in my poetry or stories although .. more..

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