Bard

The deafening silence of

a tremulous void roars to

instantaneous life

Filling the final spiraling arm

of a shimmering multi-tonal galaxy

Unfurling layers of boiling heavy metals

Spilling meandering gaseous mists into the

lightless iron-clad emptiness

The germinal empowerment

of the infinite black

sucks all existent distractions

from within the bounds of its

titanic gravitational pull

until the song within is

fed, ready to emerge, renewed

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A cosmically rendered orchestra strikes up

prelude forever mute

Each mote of stardust freely floating

every one alone

in the growing spaces of the universe

Eternally moved by the glory of

this sacred genesis, every particle inured

Rejoicing in secretive hymn

bursting in excited cosmic praise

As Bard emerges, Goddess of Song

Queen of Starborn Nebulea

embraced in the melting colors

of the shameless twilight sky

Fueled by unremembered dreams

sung through darkened days and

light-crowned nights

Stepping onto a cold forged stage

while luminaries like

dazzling lime-blazed spotlights

revolve in a white trailing glaze

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Illuminating the streak of twinkling

wishing stars, mounted and set on

dripping graduated strands

of un-mined gold, silver, and copper

Draped, a moondust veil across

eternally burning supernova eyes

Color, sound, and matter all synthesized

to transform the previously written melody

into incessantly assembling destiny

Trailing a gown of ice dust

piled high with curling ribbons of plasma

bouncing and swirling with

frenetic intensity

Blasting comets with the harmony

of a Starfire heart

Expanding and contracting

with spectacular rhythm

vibrations driving all galactic progression

Explosions of tangible light

directing the choreographed

ecstatic salutation of all atomic satellites

Theoretical sound

still unable to traverse the

vacuous void

The absence of audible noise

clouding up in nebulous waves

breaking on the shores of

Saturn's reeling rings

.・゜゜・⋆˚࿔♫⋆˚࿔・゜゜・．

Searching for an end to the

absolute hush

Riding the high frequency of belief

Leaping from peak to peak

Every atmospheric barrier

experiences a blasting sonic push

as her inner gravity densifies and pulls

Searching out her worshipful singers, feeling their lust

Drawing their creation's power into her own

With staccato bursting poses

graceful whipping whirls

corporeal reality is broken through

Bard emits one clear note

An aural boost passing through

all in its wake

Creation and destruction, opposite sides

of the same flipping golden plate

In trembling awe

all hearing her radiant song fall

Some prostrate, kow towing supplicate

Others, kneeling, expectant faces

upturned in desperation

Searching for answers as

those they seek rain down

Yet, none satisfy the all-consuming

longing for inner peace

An iridescent sky filled with

magnificence and thunderous intonations

reigns above followers, begging the

Mother of Melodies

that she should grace their

wanting ears

with mind-flaying arias

Sung off the breath, she took 

of the scouring solar winds

now reformed into The Siren's Suite

wreaking a contagious insanity

across the

bulging breadth and plunging depth

of this star-struck mockery of humanity

from the unfathomable length and

immeasurable width of every

unknown deteriorating galaxy

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Only able to grow

no matter the instrument

or presentation of power

With every line and phrase complete

another quadrant blasted in a sonic shower

Unable to bring her brilliant form onto the same

dark divergent plane

All mortal life disintegrates in ashen

submission to her intemperate

wrath fueled display

Where is there

for mortality to run and hide

When Bard, Goddess of Song

opens the vibrant chords of the cosmos

Unleashing her mounting dismay

every megaton of energy powering

her inevitable transition

from glorious night into life surrendering day

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Radiance incomparable

choir calling in a language

ancient, pure

A host of star-shine sirens

bathing in an intergalactic sea

rising to a shattering crescendo

Accompanied by a newly-born

phalanx of meteoric harpy

in one harmonic infusion

uniting voices strike a blast

reverent and holy

Together, basking on the

beaches of sunfire-soaked islands

Volume, luminance, and mass

all increasing equally fast

As Bard finally seats herself on a

vacillating throne of mercurial fire

to a preponderance of clattering applause

adorned in the beauty and

majesty of the myth and legendary pageantry

applied to her celestial court

as royal robes and breastplate

Her newfound gravitas

collecting planets and stars

clouds of glimmering void touched dust

waves of radiation rebounding in

every minute reflection

Royal guards flying in every

conceivable direction through

her newfound collection of

prismatic sound-floating air

A new target enters her growing

atmospheric bubble

settling into an elliptical

orbital pattern

Drawing into her direct line of sight

instead of provoking her unfiltered ire

This new universe of song

order starts to acquire

Penitent entities throng to her

perfectly tuned

galaxy in its infancy

K.B. Silver

This is the story of a cosmic entity being born from the stars themselves and finding its place in the cosmos. As with many forces of nature, we tend to personify them and attribute will, so I gave the concept of song a purpose and personal voice as she found her throne to recline upon. Watching the universe continue to revolve on its course as she spreads the symphony of the stars.

This is part of a series of cosmic narrative poetry: