A Universe

Cherry

By onemorething

Sat, 02 May 2020
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A universe is compressed into skulls

in the cosmology of ourselves; 

cerebral function, the interchange

of forces and bodies 

between galaxies and void.

 

Here, ancient thoughts orbit neural suns

to a trap of patterned repetition - 

silent films of them play out

their voiceless coils,

centaurs gallop chaos 

from synapse to synapse,

dreams of silicate and metal

are lost from asteroid belt

to become shoal-less silvered fish

in a wide ocean of night.

 

And my grief glides on winds of memories,

a black swan of dark nebulae - 

all the matter that haunts the ether - 

for other potential lives that pulse

in distant quasars, in the starlight 

of alternatives, my questions storm

arrows of meteor showers, but

disintegrate to dust and purgatory,

unanswered, unanswerable. 

 

Image from pixabay of a black swan. The swan thing is turning into my wren thing. I'll stop when there are cygnets, I'm sure. 

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Submitted by littleditty on

those shoal less fish....suspended animation, and those flick book silent movies on repeat - what are those centaurs up to? Questions are arrows of light that sometimes burn out..a sad spin around the galaxy, black swan tour, beautifully written. 

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Thanks littleditty! My head is often a sad spin around a galaxy so there we are, I'm very happy you liked it. And yes the centaurs are a bit of a wildcard and possibly overcomplicating matters. I did wonder. But I liked the idea because centaurs are unstable bodies in the solar system and I've always supposed that they were named centaurs because of the alleged chaotic behaviour of mythological centaurs, but that could just be my imagination. Thanks for reading it and leaving a comment. Rachel :)

 

Submitted by littleditty on

hadn't really seen them as unruly before...more the healing kind...(way too Harry Potter for this poem!) and the suffering healing kind kind, have them linked with Prometheus - 'Chiron'  

so -I liked the idea of them 'galloping chaos' 'from synapse to synapse' (is what I meant to say!)

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Ha. Oh I see, Harry Potter and Chiron. Yes, I meant wilder galloping centaurs than that. :)

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Your deep thinking is vast like the cosmos. The universe compressed into  our brains makes you realize just how powerful and mysterious we actually are. As long as we understand the dangers of repetition, then it can be a stable friend.

Much food for thought in your poem onemorething.

Jenny. 

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Thanks Jenny. Yes, deciding what to repeat and what not to repeat is very important. Thank you for reading it and your comment. Glad it was thought-provoking. Rachel :)

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

"shoal-less silvered fish" that's so scary/lonely, reminded me of in films when the tether breaks on a spacewalk. "silvered" makes it magic, and sad. And I love the alliteration! This line will be my mind-worm for today I think!

I really like "starlight  of alternatives" too

will have to read again, with all your poems, more opens each time!

 

Submitted by onemorething on

I was had a fleeting image of astronauts cut loose in space too at one point when I was writing it. Some thoughts are untethered. Very glad you liked it. Thank you for reading it, Di. :)

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Thanks for the cherries. :)

 

Submitted by luigi_pagano on

Rachel, your imagination is as vast as the universe you are describing. I daren't contemplate the magnitude of the cosmos, too scary. I am sure I would disappear through a black hole. 
Was your description of centaurs a reference to Alpha Centauri?

Regards, Luigi x

 

Submitted by onemorething on

I wish my imagination was that vast, but like you, I imagine I might disappear into a black hole of my own making. It's a strange thing, the thought of the vastness of the universe is scary, but also a comfort at other times. Re Alpha Centauri, no I just meant the space objects named centaurs. https://www.britannica.com/science/Centaur-object

Thanks for reading and your kind comment as always. Rachel x