Long Poems About the Universe
#universe
Long poems about the universe. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Carved heart on the tree of time
Tattered strands of time blow in the wind
Parts of the strands breaking and flowing away
There's no end to the height of this tree
Thousands of words in thousands of languages
Make up it's rugged bark skin, reminiscing of old books
You could spend a life time making out the stories
Of those that came here before you
You even walked the desire path to the tree
Foot prints worn deeply into the earth
To finally see the endless tree of time
The closer your feet take you the taller it seems
With the whisper of cloth parting you pull out the...
Parts of the strands breaking and flowing away
There's no end to the height of this tree
Thousands of words in thousands of languages
Make up it's rugged bark skin, reminiscing of old books
You could spend a life time making out the stories
Of those that came here before you
You even walked the desire path to the tree
Foot prints worn deeply into the earth
To finally see the endless tree of time
The closer your feet take you the taller it seems
With the whisper of cloth parting you pull out the...
#dreams
#universe
#LifeChangingMoment
#escape
#curse
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[ NaPoWriMo 2022 Collection ] Oracle
They who know their own magic
may foretell that of another's
In the Beginning
They were prophesied before light
those divine seers of balance
who would offset the dominance
of fear and ignorance
Thus, emerged existence, ignited
by flickerous explosions
heralding its own destiny
through multi-dimensional experience
Formlessness begetting embers—
sparks of souls, drifting
further from the Source of their birth
separated by the eternal womb
of blood and bone
yet connected by a silver cord ...
may foretell that of another's
In the Beginning
They were prophesied before light
those divine seers of balance
who would offset the dominance
of fear and ignorance
Thus, emerged existence, ignited
by flickerous explosions
heralding its own destiny
through multi-dimensional experience
Formlessness begetting embers—
sparks of souls, drifting
further from the Source of their birth
separated by the eternal womb
of blood and bone
yet connected by a silver cord ...
#universe
#spiritual
#astronomy
#magic
#NaPoWriMo2022
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COOL DARK NIGHT (II; revision) (1977; Galveston Island, Texas)
the sun
in constant rising
still remembers
its simultaneous
equally continuous
cosmic falling
hand in hand
out of planet beds
taking with it
the fading sheets
of twilights
soft retreat
leaving
in its silent wake
vast
black
shoreless lake
of countless stars ...
in constant rising
still remembers
its simultaneous
equally continuous
cosmic falling
hand in hand
out of planet beds
taking with it
the fading sheets
of twilights
soft retreat
leaving
in its silent wake
vast
black
shoreless lake
of countless stars ...
#earth
#sun
#universe
#stars
#evolution
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unto everywhere
turning in the elements my eyes ease open and I see you
my magics fill the air disturbing honesty because I am restless
with the knowledge you are near
I travel through time and space to lay witness to mischief
I see you in the dimensional rift hopscotching planes of existence
bending reality as the opening of thought triggers a chain reaction
of shaken and now awoken seers
a portal beckons and you enter
faithful assassin of honor
energies travel growing in momentum
only the brightest stars will survive
the...
my magics fill the air disturbing honesty because I am restless
with the knowledge you are near
I travel through time and space to lay witness to mischief
I see you in the dimensional rift hopscotching planes of existence
bending reality as the opening of thought triggers a chain reaction
of shaken and now awoken seers
a portal beckons and you enter
faithful assassin of honor
energies travel growing in momentum
only the brightest stars will survive
the...
#universe
#stars
#fate
#metaphor
#scifi
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2 Comments
Reborn In A Womb Of Darkness
Have you ever closed your eyes and peeked through the gateway of time
The body here, suspended mind
Witnessed the magnification of constellations unbeknown beings of aether not of your kind
Conventional aspirations intellectual awareness you share
Unto its own divination you are not here nor there
Knowledgeable by the stars, sacred scrolls meeting upon a planetary
Converging spirituality of entwined mysteries in the covenant of earth’s disciplinary
The heart granted to pulsate in sync
Within the cosmic allegiance, psyches...
The body here, suspended mind
Witnessed the magnification of constellations unbeknown beings of aether not of your kind
Conventional aspirations intellectual awareness you share
Unto its own divination you are not here nor there
Knowledgeable by the stars, sacred scrolls meeting upon a planetary
Converging spirituality of entwined mysteries in the covenant of earth’s disciplinary
The heart granted to pulsate in sync
Within the cosmic allegiance, psyches...
#universe
#spiritual
#humankind #philosophical
#humankind #philosophical
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Gifts Of The Anunnaki I Bear Unto You
I have four special presents in front of me, you could say they are the benefaction to humanity’s call
The secret gifts of life contained in all
Offerings we set aside as we travel through this dimension, celestial planes cushioned, before the soldiers of light have taken falls
Close your eyes, as I give you the embracing state of the world
A time when hatred, ignorance, racism did not have occasions to intellectual unfurl
Disappointments in learned agenda for an adult boy or an adult girl
In the...
The secret gifts of life contained in all
Offerings we set aside as we travel through this dimension, celestial planes cushioned, before the soldiers of light have taken falls
Close your eyes, as I give you the embracing state of the world
A time when hatred, ignorance, racism did not have occasions to intellectual unfurl
Disappointments in learned agenda for an adult boy or an adult girl
In the...
#universe
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#humankind
#philosophical
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The True Essence Of The Moon
I closed my eyes and rested my mind on top of the moon
As I looked up into the darkness of the skies
A place where you are one within the universe devoid of mental gloom
I realized I was not alone
Traces of my past and my present footsteps embedded
Oh God, I continue to pray for an answer, where are we headed
I ask the Lord how strife continues to exist when we are here to spiritual atone
How could this uncertainty of life perplex us to ask where we truly belong
A figment of the imagination, yet to our eyes, the birds...
As I looked up into the darkness of the skies
A place where you are one within the universe devoid of mental gloom
I realized I was not alone
Traces of my past and my present footsteps embedded
Oh God, I continue to pray for an answer, where are we headed
I ask the Lord how strife continues to exist when we are here to spiritual atone
How could this uncertainty of life perplex us to ask where we truly belong
A figment of the imagination, yet to our eyes, the birds...
#universe
#TruthOfLife
#humankind
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
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Straight Talk Live (Use All The Capabilities Your Mind Will You)
It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.
Aristotle
I was recently asked by a very affluent poet within his own right of existence here on DUP regarding the duality of the brain and the mind and can the theories of either two be divided among the cause of thinking and the specific concentration of specific actions.
What a beautiful question to ponder and the afterthought to dwell on such a relevant matter when it pertains to human development and intellectual awareness.
In...
Aristotle
I was recently asked by a very affluent poet within his own right of existence here on DUP regarding the duality of the brain and the mind and can the theories of either two be divided among the cause of thinking and the specific concentration of specific actions.
What a beautiful question to ponder and the afterthought to dwell on such a relevant matter when it pertains to human development and intellectual awareness.
In...
#universe
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
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Planetary Alignments....
Hi, my name is Alexis
I am the future from the planet Sexy Nexis
In my former life I was a sweet kitty cat
Mm... to provide the gentle enticements to handsome ones with a passionate knack
Heal the sick who wails on their backs
Counsel to the mentalities when dwelling in the throes of dark
Within my benedictions uplifting the melodies of forgotten hearts
I have been teleported to your New World
To grant three wishes within the rings of my tender swirls
All you must do is close your eyes have faith and truly believe...
I am the future from the planet Sexy Nexis
In my former life I was a sweet kitty cat
Mm... to provide the gentle enticements to handsome ones with a passionate knack
Heal the sick who wails on their backs
Counsel to the mentalities when dwelling in the throes of dark
Within my benedictions uplifting the melodies of forgotten hearts
I have been teleported to your New World
To grant three wishes within the rings of my tender swirls
All you must do is close your eyes have faith and truly believe...
#motivational
#inspirational
#earth
#universe
#spiritual
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Of knowledge and excuses
Oh, dawn of my life!
How sweet your fluid lips ~
underneath the sea, he dives,
a seeker of decaying ships.
To me, depths frighten my sorrows,
they art a domain so dense,
Neptune whirpools swallows
but the volume remains immense.
Afeard art the cats of water;
they hiss, the fur doest bristle,
the winter wind tears scatters,
frosty snowflakes, whistl'd.
But children art smileless,
they art burden'd in solitude,
f'r the mature art heartless
and their...
How sweet your fluid lips ~
underneath the sea, he dives,
a seeker of decaying ships.
To me, depths frighten my sorrows,
they art a domain so dense,
Neptune whirpools swallows
but the volume remains immense.
Afeard art the cats of water;
they hiss, the fur doest bristle,
the winter wind tears scatters,
frosty snowflakes, whistl'd.
But children art smileless,
they art burden'd in solitude,
f'r the mature art heartless
and their...
#universe
#fate
#philosophical
#morality
#karma
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Framed [The Loneliness of the Soul]
As for me. I am a watercolor. I wash off.” Anne Sexton
Knuckled strokes
Wrest wine from skies.
Seeds of light, palimpsest
On the white maps before creation,
That grew here and gave being
In remote corner of the universe
To a suggestion of God’s palette.
Hopper’s triangle of lights dissect
dust bowl__ rail road__phantom house__
Curtain-veiled silhouettes seduce the sun:
Skinned as raw deer wounds
To open and invite passing strangers.
In this theatre of drowned clowns
Every waiting moment is a...
Knuckled strokes
Wrest wine from skies.
Seeds of light, palimpsest
On the white maps before creation,
That grew here and gave being
In remote corner of the universe
To a suggestion of God’s palette.
Hopper’s triangle of lights dissect
dust bowl__ rail road__phantom house__
Curtain-veiled silhouettes seduce the sun:
Skinned as raw deer wounds
To open and invite passing strangers.
In this theatre of drowned clowns
Every waiting moment is a...
#death
#universe
#art
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Black Brick Seer
The moon seems to spin or spiral -
In – S-L-O-W – Motion segments
Of self consumption in shadowed/floral
Patterns – In numerous belated/laments.
Opulent window – Into – Life like ink.
Dreams & things: Past, present, future.
Let me open my eyes – In order to close them and just… Sink.
Black velvet textures in segments of verdure.
I am. Confrontations with self consuming darkness.
I am Poet. In illuminations, transforming all of this.
Making multi tiered heavens as beautified havens.
In firelight candle wax fight between...
In – S-L-O-W – Motion segments
Of self consumption in shadowed/floral
Patterns – In numerous belated/laments.
Opulent window – Into – Life like ink.
Dreams & things: Past, present, future.
Let me open my eyes – In order to close them and just… Sink.
Black velvet textures in segments of verdure.
I am. Confrontations with self consuming darkness.
I am Poet. In illuminations, transforming all of this.
Making multi tiered heavens as beautified havens.
In firelight candle wax fight between...
#dark
#universe
#fire
#shadows
#myself
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About the Universe