Cosmogonic Waltz

Flying

Diana El-Hadid

The trees are cavernous here

With veins as sparing as fortune

A dearth of affinity

Misconstrues potential

And I am not exactly holding out

For what might have been

Given that what is

Has perpetual motion

 

I drink wine from the chink

In your armor as the blood

Of an enemy I wish to translate

And we are enemies of a sort

The kind in whom tension

Forms adhesions of incomparable mirth

I think I’ll marry you

Living on the momentum

Of your antagonistic wiles

The same way stars ricochet

When cast into open water

 

I’ve discovered the source of your births

Which occur intermittently

Every few months with great fanfare

And little profit

Somewhere the universe smiles

Having recognized the tides

In some distant galaxy

As your laughter spilling over

Your contributions may not effect

This planet especially but the vibration

Of your heart is the only

Music I can sleep too

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10 responses to “Cosmogonic Waltz

  1. I drink wine from the chink
    In your armor as the blood
    Of an enemy I wish to translate

    ha it is interesting the ones that come together…that whole middle stanza is quite intriguing….the stars ricochet line is really cool as well…

  2. There is quite the depth and emotion flowing through this piece – some very intense imagery that is dark but still evocative and lovely 🙂

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