Is ugly beautiful

Is ugly beautiful

Is it all in the beholder

Finding fault in beauty

Whilst rhapsodising

About the charm and elegance

Of a lived-in face

Perhaps everything is a wonder

Even the obese man

In the cafe has a way of opening a burger

As if unwrapping a birthday present

The look of anticipation

A wonderful sight

As young men and women

Run in lycra

Rippling along the towpath

Giant centipedes

Chinese Dragons

A marvel of coordination

Rowers move with purposeful grace

The old man gurns as he studies

The sports page

Newspaper reading is a dying art

Leaving print stains on fingers

Smudging lips

When finger licking to turn a page

Breaking a pencil on the crossword

A dickens of a musical

Six letters

Children have a way of asking

Twisting their hands together

Turning slightly away

Spinning as if presenting an improvisation

On the Sugarplum

Raising a smile in the gloom

Of a wet day in an overcrowded

Market

That smell of wet dog

And burnt coffee

Baby sick on the shoulder

Of a cashmere sweater

The familiar taste of a lover’s lips

The lines at the corners

Of her eyes

The smile when he remembers

The first time they met

The way two people dance

To their own silent music

Foreheads touching

They can’t be strangers

Even though they came

From opposite directions

They leave together

Everything is beautiful

Even the uneven table

Has a quaint kind of charm

As the waitress bends down

To fit a coaster beneath the leg

Which makes it unique

It is all part of the dynamic

Life has a way of vibrating

It is hypnotic

The hum of a tuning fork

The ragged precision

Of a drunken metronome

The pathos of a sad clown

The eyes of a child

Who still believes

In magic

Everything is beautiful.