Creation's Chaos
Voices fall from the night sky, a chorale
of invisible comets disguised as bone and wax,
splashing over the landscape, hopeful
as sleeping seeds windblown into creation's chaos,
searching eyes balanced between luck
and inevitability. Nursing a tender center
desperate for escape, it flings itself outward,
buoyant for one more day.
If you listen it becomes a song,
joyful as a fresh-cracked day,
bare fingers reaching for gold,
shining in starlight, a flurry of genius.
The closer it gets, the further it flies —
sweat til it’s done,
til the cosmos opens wide its arms.
I’m sharing this poem with dVerse Poetry Pub for their Open Link Night. It was originally published in MORIA , the literary magazine of Woodbury University in Los Angeles in 2019. In 2020 it was reprinted in Flash Frontier, a literary magazine based in New Zealand. Thanks to both zines for accepting this poem. Please visit dVerse for wonderful poetry reading. 😊
Charlotte Hamrick 
If you listen it becomes a song…yes. (K)
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“a chorale
of invisible comets disguised as bone and wax”
How gorgeous.
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Thank you!
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Great poem.Great use of words!
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I appreciate that! Thanks for reading.
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Where is everyone? This is a brilliant poem. The Spirit of Poetry is this spectra become seed become bird become sunlight become welcome become song. Thanks for netting it so well here.
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Aw, thanks for your kind comments!
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Well, you know I’d love this one, Charlotte.
“If you listen it becomes a song,
joyful as a fresh-cracked day,”
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😀❤️ I’m so glad, Merril!
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💙
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I love the idea of the cosmos opening its arms wide!
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Thank you, Ingrid!
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Gorgeous writing here 🙂 I especially love; “If you listen it becomes a song, joyful as a fresh-cracked day, bare fingers reaching for gold, shining in starlight, a flurry of genius.”💝💝
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I’m so glad you enjoyed it!
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I love this… so many lines worth admiring… makes me think of the song of spheres… I think if you look closely you will always find harmonies in apparent chaos.
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