The midnight lure of black-
ness crammed
between the luminosity of stately stars,
brims with curiosity
of feeble flares
with faraway and ancient worlds
with gravity of galaxies
with matter darkly spun,
meddling with the minds
of those
who thought they knew
how everything
began.
Today the word is curiosity as De hosts the quadrille at dVerse.
May 31, 2021
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I love that “matter darkly spun,” especially. And that subtle slant-rhyme ending. 🙂
That will always be a mystery and a minefield of endless curiousity and discussion. Midnight calls & musings are rampant.
I love the whole idea of ‘dark matter’ – it’s exactly right, we thought we were on the brink of learning the secret of the universe, and now we find ourselves in the dark again…
Great minds again, Björn! We are both curious beneath the stars. Hoorah for the ‘midnight lure of black- ness crammed between the luminosity of stately stars’ and the ‘gravity of galaxies with matter darkly spun’! There is so much more to the universe than we can ever know – so much mystery.
Never thought of darkness being crammed between the stars. You’re right, just when you think you have it all figured out, suddenly x-factor makes itself known…
You’ve tackled lone of the big topics of curiosity here, and done it justice. Excellent wordsmithing as well.
This is absolutely stellar and exquisite. Really love the darkness crammed between the stars, and the meddling of minds.
Your poem got me thinking of a quote that has always stuck with me:
“The more I learn, the more I realize how much I don’t know.”
Stellar is the right word for this poem 🙂
-David
If there ever was a question of curiosity, it is what is out there and where did it come from? Questions we may never know the answer to…
Well done.
Awesome recording of awesomeness, BR. Salute!
Love it!
Especially these lines:
“…with gravity of galaxies
with matter darkly spun…”
Love this! And also with the declassified UFO files coming out in June this is pretty timely! I feel like the universe will always have more questions than answers. The unknown is dark yet alluring! ✨
I’m always curious about those faraway ancient worlds! Great thought- provoker!
Ah.. meddling with those meddling minds who think they know…
brims with curiosity
of feeble flares
Love the feeling of anticipation given in small doses.
Hank
Gripping alliteration
I’m noticing a common theme with stars. This is beautiful, Bjorn!
An intriguing piece, that’s contemplative and provoking.
I also enjoyed rigorously, the alliteration in these glorious sentences.
Space does meddle with my mind, and help me to keep that minute feeling.
❤️🔥
I love the words, and the form of the poem too.
you captured the celestial and magical and unfathomable meaning the space offers every single time.
this is the softest sarcasm –
of those
who thought they knew
how everything
began.
Love the deep reflection … the never-ending curiosity … in your quadrille.
Yes, the power of dying stars and galaxies afar ignites curiosity in us. I especially like your ending.
meddling with the minds
of those
who thought they knew
how everything
began.
“darkness crammed between the luminosity of stately stars” –
Stunning line!