We conquered the world overnight
through shimmering words and frissons of light
that shot through like stars to make a new space.
For the very first time, at your place
we flew with the freedom of kites
and thought for once that we just might
have found all life. With what we did ignite
we made new shapes;
we conquered the world.
With all the speed of meteorites,
yet all the slowness of twilight,
we meet at last in much-needed embrace.
We interlace, fall into place,
for a galaxy is made. In starlight
we conquered the world.
First three Chapters....
15 years ago
3 comments:
Great imagery. I like that it's open for interpretation. "We interlace, fall into place, / for a galaxy is made." -- I'm probably wrong about the true meaning of your poem but I personally image it as two artists coming together to collaborate on a single piece of art (creating a galaxy/new space).
Best of luck on the rest of your OctPoWriMo pieces. :)
This is very pretty.
Thanks both!
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