Creation Poem
by R David Fulcher
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Rated "G" by the Author.
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in the beginning
they promised light
muted, invasive
it filtered to our depths
we flowed towards it
like a collective thought
or a lazy dream
in a mad god's eye
now energy-suffused
we broke the waves
here, there
scattering like lost children
following instinct
before instinct
existed
the most ambitious
streaked upward,
shimmering cousins
pinning up
the cloak of
primordial
night
others built continents,
islands
masses of stone
others lay dying
on newly-formed beaches
today
you and I
carry the sparks
centuries refined
but passion
diluted.
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| Reviewed by Connie Faust |
9/12/2012 |
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Interesting, and ambitious (at least those who built continents).
One thing is evident....you and I have creation concepts that are literally worlds apart!
Connie |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
4/29/2012 |
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Words filled with a lot of energy, passion. A very unique look at creation, indeed.
Ron |
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