A Poem by Joshua L Stelling
If you were going to read a poem
What would you want it to be?
Calm like a ray of light
An epic of destiny?
There is a light that glides
Across a wooden floor
A cosmic messenger
Translating stars
Through dust
Astronauts know
A new age has begun
It doesn’t move, this light, but for the world
Spinning slowly
At my feet
A new age has begun
Though
There is darkness still in the wood
Its curves are like ribs
Curled into knots
Flat
Time was it was a tree
A nipple, a leaf
If you were going to live a life
What would you want it to be?
A passage through your time
A shifting of the sea?
Into the night it glides
The shuttle soars
A cosmic messenger
Rocketing us
Among the stars
The explosion will ring out for years
Angels in the sunlight, outside my window play
Their world has been turning
All this time
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I like ANGELS the most. A thread connects all these poems though…time. I think about time a lot, it fascinates me…though I know the true soul of it can’t be grasped by any living thing. It amazes me how many intelligent people believe “time travel” is theoretically possible. No. The notion is total poppy cock and poo-poo. 🐓💩 One of 2 possible realities exist: Time is linear and can’t be budged a “nano second” forward or backwards, OR all times exist silmutaneously. Maybe places too. IMO 😏
Thanks Judy! Appreciate the read. I’m continuing to upload poems a couple times a week right now, so check back and there will be fresh content no doubt.