I pluck a thousand feathers
So the quill can spill my rue
Into a page, pressed smooth by the sun
I torch the black and heavy coins
Melting in a crucible of oil, water and flux,
Into a gold key, unlocking door
Subtracting missteps,
Dividing pride into raindrops
Multiplying seeds into fields,
I place my hand on your cheek
Curved, soft, oval to my square lines
A step, even a tiny arc
Exponentially
changes me,
changes us,
Equal to a thousand moments
Into a jar, we clamp with our hands,
Now entwined
Posted for Poets United: Keys
and D'verse Poets Pub: Tripping the cosmos - Nothing grand as tripping the galaxy but a comment on my everyday life. In my office we use a system called ARC that calculates quote full of numbers and percentages of risk. A slight change in the inputs, changes the outcomes.
Thank you to everyone who greeted me on my first blogoversary. I appreciate your lovely words and encouragement.
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wow quite the spin grace...doesnt that same work for our lives too...change one variable and it can change your entire world..dividing pride into raindrops is a really cool line...
ReplyDeleteThanks Brian. Charles prompt was quite a challenge.
DeleteIntriguing take on the prompt. Love that first stanza.
ReplyDeleteThanks De ~
DeleteHi Heaven,
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed this one especially the third stanza..subtracting, dividing and multiplying the various aspects of life.
Thank you Truedessa for your lovely words ~
DeleteWow that is quite the trippy pic and yeah that is how everything works. You change one little thing and everything changes.
ReplyDeleteI thought the hands picture cool too ~
DeleteThanks Pat ~
And, everything is relative. Cause and effect. Your prose is so lovely Heaven.
ReplyDeleteThanks Bren for your support and kind comments ~
DeleteI think this is the kind of poem that balances science on its fingertips and spins it just for fun--I was reminded several times of the earliest science, alchemy, in the way you described the process of introspection and trust. And congratulations on a year in the blogosphere--it's a life-altering thing. (Hopefully in a good way--at least I think so.)
ReplyDeleteYour comments are very thoughtful and encouraging Joy. I appreciate them.
DeleteI believe you on the blogging journey. It changes me all the best ~
This was a beautiful poem. I wish I could express more. but it was truly lovely.
ReplyDeleteThank you ~
DeleteCurved, soft, oval to my square lines: amazing line, awesome pic
ReplyDeleteI love those lines too ~ Thank you Christine ~
DeleteThe littlest difference produces consequences and characteristics uniquely down the road. That is a really interesting picture too.
ReplyDeleteI agree...and thanks for the visit ~
Deletei like this line:
ReplyDeleteeven a tiny arc
Exponentially
of course, depending on the scale, and the type of graph paper you are using, yes, a tiny arc can be exponential
This is lovely, and thought provoking. I kept thinking of Fate as I read, wondering how much is ours and how much is predestined. That tiny arc may be a much greater force that we suspect, its effect unavoidable.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your visit at my blog.
Can a butterfly flapping its wings in Texas create a hurricane in the Pacific Ocean? Some armchair philosophers assert this extreme example of chaos theory. Your poem expresses a similar assertion, the interconnectedness of actions that can cascade into more than was ever expected.
ReplyDeletelots of wonderful images here that really come together so well in the close.
ReplyDeleteLove that fourth stanza - and the thought of all it leads to.
ReplyDeleteThis is so lovely and tender. Your striking images just carry me into realms of oneness that keep me going into further desire. I think love is indeed that one intangible that science will never explain and that poetry only begins to fathom, though it itself never suggests that it can provide an answer to what it is that makes or comprises love.
ReplyDeletenice..i like...esp. loved Subtracting missteps and
ReplyDeleteDividing pride into raindrops...there's math in everything...well..almost..nice
although the mathematical words kinda broke the lovely sensuality of the pictures and images in the verses for me, I do like the poem, my dear!
ReplyDeleteVery clever, I kept thinking of fate, alignment of the stars...
ReplyDeleteWell Done :D I loved the dance. It is a dance that alters the course of time~
I echo the others who have said how well executed this is. I found it almost religious in tone. Loved this:
ReplyDeleteMelting in a crucible of oil, water and flux,
Into a gold key, unlocking door
this reflects just how delicate life is....everyting is intrinsiacally linked- change one variable, inadvertantely change another- some poeple might call it chaos theory- but on the flipside- it could just be called life....whcih you can't apply theory too- this was beautifully written by the way- the words tumbled as i read it.
ReplyDeleteI love this: "I pluck a thousand feathers
ReplyDeleteSo the quill can spill my rue"
This really made me think about the butterfly effect...one little change changes everything. Very nice!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great take on the prompt. Beautifully expressed - even the tiniest input matters.
ReplyDelete"Subtracting missteps,
ReplyDeleteDividing pride into raindrops
Multiplying seeds into fields"
This is really cool. One of your best, I think.
Simply beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI love ALL of these words...first stanza really grabbed me and your image is SO unique. Glad for this visit...thank you and smiles.
ReplyDeleteYou also have cupped hand. Very nice. K
ReplyDeleteUnique and lovely. The photo is amazing, as well.
ReplyDeleteI so enjoyed this poem! Love the concept - slight variations changing outcomes.......that is the most intriguing photo!!!!
ReplyDeleteGreat image and a wonderfully tender evocation of the power of touch.
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