Saturday, January 12, 2019

Hallowed Ground

@skyloverpoetry


I carved a hole in my chest
to see what had become of my heart –
Expecting to find all hollow

I saw the cavity was filled with seeds
tiny as distant stars –
and multiple universes

platelets in a microcosmic stream
ever expanding to the unknown edges
of my interior space –

Set adrift like dandelions
the neutrinos of my extant love
dissipated into the ether –

I do not know if somewhere else
they might take root and do someone good.



Something like a sonnet for Marian's Just One Word (Hollow) prompt in The Imaginary Garden.