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#287003 - 05/10/09 04:30 PM Poem 28
dark empathy Offline
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Registered: 11/26/07
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Loc: durham, north england
Galaxies like grains of sand, that form a sparkling coronet,
To crown a king of unknown lands wherein bright unknown jewels were set.

Benieth the skies of christal flame, where streets resound exotic calls,
Where aliens walk through endless day, or nights that burn with comit's fall,

Yet safety never is assured, for twisted things wait in the mirk,
But love at last may conquer all, and ever on creation works.

To rarified the forms of thought, where act and word and deed are one,
Where forms of every diverse sort, will strangeness share in light of sun.

To walk the pinacle at last, yet see beyond a greater hight,
Where universal seas are vast, the darkest void ablaze with light.

And mysteries that there await, to conquer in the march of time,
in name of hope anticipate, the next step on the road sublime.

But one by one the stars go out, and bitter grows the mystery,
Bright things evolve and are snuffed out, by remorseless entropy.

shrinks the sphere of sparkling jewels, as worlds grow black and cold mundane,
No power but desent now rules, as suns grow dim in mists of pain.

HOn gausy wings the angels fled, beyond the narrowing edge of space,
and energetic light has bled, and time crawls a decaying pace.

The towers crumble, seas arise, and black the sleep that knows no dreaming,
In clouds before my shrinking eyes, where nothing is but broken seeming.

And in a timeless tomb of cold, where inward looks the shattered self,
In the grip of shadow's hold, and lost is all the glittering welth.

As a single cell that floats, within a womb as moments pass,
A shoot, a sprout, a single note, a silver sound of ringing brass.
Infinitecimal the mote, yet within it holds the seeds of stars.


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#287182 - 05/12/09 08:06 AM Re: Poem 28 [Re: dark empathy]
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Luke,

I just love your ending:

Originally Posted By: dark empathy
Infinitecimal the mote, yet within it holds the seeds of stars.

It harks back to the way you begin, and it reminds me of a comment that helped me a lot through the dark days of my early recovery: There is always reason to hope and no one can take that away from us. Hope can't be lost so long as we hold on to it.

Much love,
Larry

_________________________
Nobody living can ever stop me
As I go walking my freedom highway.
Nobody living can make me turn back:
This land was made for you and me.
(Woody Guthrie)

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#287327 - 05/13/09 09:43 AM Re: Poem 28 [Re: roadrunner]
dark empathy Offline
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Hi Larry.

Strangely, the thought behind this one wasn't specifically hope. I was reading an sf novel by Brian aldis "Galaxies like grains of sand" (hence the first line), which I first read at about the age of 12.

The novel comprises a set of short stories intersperced with essays that detail the future of the galaxy from the immediate future to it's final end, and the beginning of a new galaxy.

It's very much written in the mould of 1950's sf, based on the idea that evolution will just keep improving and improving and growing wiser, more perfect creatures.

I didn't quite understand all the implications when I first read it when i was about 13, but there was something in the way it was written, the style, ----- as well as some of the individual stories themselves, which struck me as amazingly beutiful.

I reread it now, and understand a lot more. I expected to feel litle, ---- as I have on several occasions when going back to things that were important to me, ---- but there were points throughout the book when I got echoes, impressions, small glimpses of the sort of hope I felt before.

That's why I wanted to start with something more ultimate, break it down to nothing but the personal, ----- then show something of rebirth in that, as a sort of representation.

that was my plan anyway, I'm not sure how it worked out.


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#287357 - 05/13/09 04:12 PM Re: Poem 28 [Re: dark empathy]
roadrunner Offline
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Luke,

It's interesting the way you talk about rereading books you first went through years ago. I have been doing that more these days too, and I have been amazed at how very different my reaction to the book is now. That's of courser to be expected, since many of those books I haven't touched since college and read them then only because I was obliged to do so. I guess that point just hadn't occurred to me.

Much love,
Larry

_________________________
Nobody living can ever stop me
As I go walking my freedom highway.
Nobody living can make me turn back:
This land was made for you and me.
(Woody Guthrie)

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#287961 - 05/18/09 07:13 PM Re: Poem 28 [Re: roadrunner]
dark empathy Offline
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Registered: 11/26/07
Posts: 2024
Loc: durham, north england
To be honest Larry, this wasn't by choice.

I'm on an automatic selection system with the rnib talking book library. They will just post stufff in my general catagories, ---- sf, fantasy and horor.

the novel just literally turned up on my doorstep one morning, and I felt like trying it again to see if I could get something of what happened the first time with the book.


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