Escape,
ignoble ire
of photon’s fury nil
as swirls nemesis of dark space,
event
horizon’s hues
dissolve relative rage,
thermal throes of the hawk’s shadow
increase,
as curves time’s breath
into unknown pathways,
accelerates oblivion’s
last cry.
Author notes
swirl cinquain
In a list
A contest entry
- What's Within a Black Hole? by aslanlight.
600 points, ended December 30, 2007, 18 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Impressive! This line's the best and incredible:
'...thermal throes of the hawk’s shadow increase,...' but the whole poem's so well thought out and with an economy of words that leaves it pure in it's ideas. You must be a very experienced writer!
Peace Georgia
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