Blowing Bubbles
Companion Poem for my March 6 (Day 66/366) of the Story-a-Day Challenge, "Gravitas"
Today I gave up
The fight against gravity
The ergs and the joules and the foot-pounds
Were just so much fluff to me
.
I concaved into a labyrinth
Of depleted energy
Spent potential and kinetics exhausted
And essential physics missing from the stuff that is me
.
When reaching the nadir and solid state crumbles
Your universe collapses
In fatalistic escape
To new universes that bubble from the hole deep within me
.
The vacuum scours the cosmos
To pull in the loose matter
That didn't matter to others before
But now, so much, matters to me
.
New realms broil out from the old
Better and more beautiful and decidedly needed
So the one that defeated, you, can cool and condense
And be forgotten as the universe that was the old me
.
Explosions detonate after implosion packs the muzzle
The flint rock is sharpened when stability fails
And life fires therefrom with an aim that is true
And the birth that is rebirth is a life new to me
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a companion poem inspired by my March 6 (Day 66/366) of the Story-a-Day Challenge, "Gravitas" at https://shopping-feedback.today/fiction/gravitas%3C/a%3E.%3C/p%3E%3Cstyle data-emotion-css="14azzlx-P">.css-14azzlx-P{font-family:Droid Serif,Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:1.1875rem;-webkit-letter-spacing:0.01em;-moz-letter-spacing:0.01em;-ms-letter-spacing:0.01em;letter-spacing:0.01em;line-height:1.6;color:#1A1A1A;margin-top:32px;}
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conveys the spirit of regeneration and transition in a lovely way, provoking thoughtful thought about the cyclical nature of life's struggles and victories.
Hahahahahahaha don't get me wrong, I loved your poem but the title reminded me of this joke that I've read before. I'll post the link in the comment below!