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Before the Verse
In a place where no one lives and nobody dies
A world where nothing's born and non survive
The silence is an echo and everything's a dream
Breaking and colliding like brain waves in a stream
Where dimensions don't matter and solar winds won't burn
And black and white's a mystery and the colour won't return
And memories are moments that fold upon themselves
Repeating and rewinding in incandescent swells
The future lies behind me, the past a winding road
Curling into avenues that spiral and explode
Their fire creates a furnace, their ashes turn to ice
Crystallising molecules that shatter split and splice
They cut into the darkness to create open space
Forming holes that hunger, that eat up and erase
The nothing that surrounds us and pulls us into strings
Collapsing under pressure, compacting everything
The catalyst is time, it sparks up every sun
Spreading radiation like a sub atomic bomb
It hurls out information that gathers into stars
Some form tiny planets composed from tiny shards
Smothered by the gasses left over from the bang
Orbiting with giants through time scales that span
A billion generations that will never comprehend
The gravity of whence they came or how the whole thing ends.
great
I am awe inspired by this, you have captured an essence, to me that is what poetry is all about.
Rhyme, yes that is just the device, It is the essence, you are the transmitter , we the audience are the receivers.
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
Before the Verse:
Nice rhyming to your poem throughout = I realy like. Great imagery of space and time, I hope we have a happy ending.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57