Cosmic Egg Roll

    Cosmic Galaxy Egg by Andrew Logan

Time swirls across the cosmic egg;

what wonders will it hatch?

and what came first? the question begs.

Time swirls across the cosmic egg -

come roll with me on this next leg,

grab all the moments we can catch.      

Time swirls across the cosmic egg;

what wonders will it hatch?

Over in the Imaginary Garden Lolamouse asked us to write a visionary poem about an image from The American Visionary Art Museum in Baltimore, MD.  I chose the Cosmic Galaxy Egg and wrote a sort of Triolet.  This is a stanza poem of eight lines. Its rhyme scheme is ABaAabAB: the first, fourth and seventh lines are identical, as are the second and final lines, and often all lines are in iambic tetrameter (though not this time).

Head Space

If  I could hurl myself outside 

the pull of gravity

in an impossible trajectory

through time and space

could I escape

the soft, scratching sounds

inside my head?

     Image from www.blog.telecomfuturecentre.it 

After Dark

    Image by Daniel Murtagh

In the long winter nights

when time eclipses thought

and dreams bleed into waking

I question the turning of the stars.

Which of them is already dead,

how much longer until 

their lights go out, 

and how will I navigate

through the treacherous dark?

Spooned into the hollow of your arms

I count on your tenderness.

The image above was provided long ago by Tess Kincaid as a prompt for The Mag.  I never managed to write anything at the time, but the image haunted me until I recently paired it with something I wrote for G-man's FF55.  Check out both of these links for some wonderful poetry.

On Time and Space

A fixed point

cannot be altered,

but with a wrinkle

of fabric

parallel lines intersect

between you and me

Image by design-char.com


This is posted at dVerse Poets Poets for their writing prompt about undercurrents.