Space

Space is cold and empty like a winter's cemetery,

stars are an illusion created by dreams and memory.

The cosmos are full of this vast open nothing,

and it terrifies me to know this hollow something;

that you are patiently out there somewhere, waiting.

Author's Note

(Kei. Ko.)

Reviews

[dexterous sam]

wait for the unknown or unknown is waiting for us ..this is eerie ...btw solid expression to describe cosmos and our better half the unknowns :)...good write

[alanwgraham]

This is a very well written and thoughtful poem Anna Marie. The image in your first line is very strong. You have drawn an enigmatic metaphor that I suppose is likening the chill of space which is almost the creation of our imagination to the separation from our loved one. One tiny slip is that it should read 'cosmos is'.
Great work!
Best regards,
Alan

[Anna]

Actually, I used it in a plural sense. So "are" is appropriate.

[alanwgraham]

Apologies - I have learned something new.!

[Anna]

It's ok. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked how you described space and the cosmos. I liked how you defined them. Empty places without no sign of life. Your words solid and true. Thank you Anna for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote