smoke
trickling upward
in sinuous spirals
to caress the leaves
of the infinite blackness flowering
outward, intimate fractal blooms of potential.
the sacred poppy grows in abundance
the wind shakes its pods
to listen to its
sublime rataplan before
spreading the
seeds.
Shiva
smiles upon
this hidden garden,
bringing his herbiferous favor
up from the black fertile
quantum soil which nurtures all things.
green hands wave and dart, trying
to snatch the poppy seeds
from the hands of
the air, without
much evident
success.
mushrooms
in lunar
platoons, all around,
stalwart before the howling
and shining eyes which issue
from the forest, warping the illusion
to reveal the reality-weft
within it, inextricable intertwined,
this quark-web
some call
Heaven.
A contest entry
- Ultimate reality! by Dark Otter.
700 points, ended December 2, 2008, 5 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Pre-writes that should have been Gold by Mythtress.
1200 points, ended January 6, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - heaven by kitty-kat09.
700 points, ended February 23, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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wow you're really good. a lovely poem and well done. Thankyou for entering!
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Quirky and surreal this excellent poem is a treat to the imaginative and a wonder to the senses. I enjoyed it!
One man's heaven is another man's hell so they say... he heh
Write on, poet!
Blessings,
Myth
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shivers
mushrooms
in lunar
platoons, all around,
stalwart before the howling
and shining eyes which issue
from the forest, warping the illusion
to reveal the reality-weft
within it, inextricable intertwined,
this quark-web
some call
Heaven.
great write love it big time
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I like the form
I like the thought and I just plain like the poem. Well done!
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