deepundergroundpoetry.com
The ever-present meaning of a cosmic ray
A cosmic ray
went screaming through the earth
surrounding the neon crystal
leaning down, reminding, lending
the sound of a voice
that could never be.
A crab came walking
from the bay
one fine June morning
with his soul searing
from the thunder & lighting
with no ancestry?
jarred for a moment
out of reality looking
to taste the man
of infinite resource and sagacity,
reciting poetry, clearly
I wondered what he
would leave
behind unknowing,
how long could a moment
out of reality take?
I was out of reality
when the air conditioner
interrupted me
and the ever-present
meaning of meaning.
A rainy evening
surrounds the neon crystal
leaning down, lending,
remembering the sound
of the voice that will always be
his lips
pink and pretty
language staged
in clearness;
a cosmic ray
went screaming through the earth,
unknowing, I felt that
he left it for me.
went screaming through the earth
surrounding the neon crystal
leaning down, reminding, lending
the sound of a voice
that could never be.
A crab came walking
from the bay
one fine June morning
with his soul searing
from the thunder & lighting
with no ancestry?
jarred for a moment
out of reality looking
to taste the man
of infinite resource and sagacity,
reciting poetry, clearly
I wondered what he
would leave
behind unknowing,
how long could a moment
out of reality take?
I was out of reality
when the air conditioner
interrupted me
and the ever-present
meaning of meaning.
A rainy evening
surrounds the neon crystal
leaning down, lending,
remembering the sound
of the voice that will always be
his lips
pink and pretty
language staged
in clearness;
a cosmic ray
went screaming through the earth,
unknowing, I felt that
he left it for me.
Published 23rd Jun 2015
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 6
reading list entries 1
comments 8
reads 845
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
23rd Jun 2015 5:04am
maybe I did. Hard t'tell wit thee's cosmic issues. I dunno.
a lovely moment of poetry nonetheless (evermore)
a lovely moment of poetry nonetheless (evermore)
23rd Jun 2015 5:09am
23rd Jun 2015 7:16am
the implication is that it's a gift from the stars, radiant in poetry, where sceince is most beautiful...
25th Jun 2015 5:01am
23rd Jun 2015 12:19pm
a flash of inspiration, or
a measured response..?
oh, but I'm capable of
neither..!
:)
a measured response..?
oh, but I'm capable of
neither..!
:)
25th Jun 2015 4:59am
There's plenty of inspiration up there. I run on that and a focused imagination. I venture to say you're quite capable of anything, and an adequate measure.. :)
27th Jun 2015 12:31pm
Physical reality can take us out of a moment at any time. Sometimes you wonder if its just things doing their thing, or if they are little alarm clocks for us to remember the world we are in. As always, you write with a mix of the fantastic and mundane in a graceful style.
28th Jun 2015 6:14am
I really appreciate you taking the time. I love hearing your thoughts on the read. :) The cosmic ray, it was alarming to say the least, but that's just me. Thank you...
