eclipsing the night beyond,
a distant cry strains through scales,
and the sound of light separating
finds its own direction
heard by deafened ears,
in-between sounds squeal and latch
onto silence
sustained voices teem and tremble with terror
and wail across a woven web -
space fraying, redefining
itself
each encapsulated note of a song
contains a controlled scream
in search of itself,
in search of truth -
the first note set the beat -
warping a current onto the silent plane
dragging furrows, stirring modulations -
refractions of terror and nerve
as they scale up and down
emptiness
already, what has passed
near the collection of light
scurries, gathering
a spine full of chords
that widens and narrows,
hollowing out intonation
while the whisper of seeds
hiss instructions
I choke on swallowed questions
and stutter to speak a new way -
the sound of blood and bone
glides
now that harrowing
is left behind -
emptiness -
and I am barely a song
but still here,
cleaving and releasing,
in this new line of warmth
enthralled,
I sing to the universe,
traveling forever
in the grooves
Author notes
prompted =>
http://allpoetry.com/poem/5749315
These were my favorite bits from “Harrowed” - “succulent soil, nascent seeds, garrulous with memory, awaiting birth.” And finally, the ending - “when the weary sun lifts itself into a vast and shuttered sky, nothing else matters and each evolution gained by dignified endurance...”
As I was listening to 2001: A Space Odyssey while writing, there are some influences from “Jupiter and Beyond” and “Lux Aeterna” as well.
In a list
A contest entry
- Quote Inspired #7 by Danny Beatty.
1800 points, ended November 8, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Night Hope has pointed to one of your strong verses, and I would like to add the final three stanzas to that list .... this poem is a glide, almost anthemic, and certainly rhymical ... i enjoyed the way you change the in the middle at stanza four last two lines ....
this is a very fine write, indeed
thank you for entering this poem in my contest
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"sustained voices teem and tremble with terror
and wail across a woven web -"
These were my favorite lines in this remarkable piece of work, Marlene, although there were many others that reached out to me, seeking for me to grasp their song, as well. This is a wonderful response to the prompt, I think. We have both 2001 and 2010 on film and they're amazingly inspiring, I think - both the movies and the music used to enhance them. "and I am barely a song" also moved me, as I often tell people to keep writing, that their voices are a part of the necessary chorus, and without their contributions, the harmony seems off, somehow. Good luck in Danny's contest, Scribe. 
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