Why?A Poem by Donald MeikleBlinking
looking at all those elipsoid gravities
Spinning like juggler's plates As ghosts race bouncing madly Keeping it all alive and balanced Way out there through all the twisting complexity Of galactic turbulence imitating thunderheads Flashing life sparks of time space and motion Pulling and pulling in infinite darknesses A mote drifts across my eyeball as a tear forms black dot of destiny headed for an upper eyelid I blink and a thousand galaxies shift left then right Seeking realignment in this infinite deadness And once more I hear that eternally unanswered question Why? © 2008 Donald Meikle |
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Added on April 16, 2008 AuthorDonald MeikleHalifax, MAAboutLiverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more.. |

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