Cosmic Playthings
a surrealist game
By R.C. TaylorPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Pete Godfrey on Unsplash
Saturn’s rings adorn my left hand, while in my right,
I have other planets rolling around
like marbles, and with a flick I wait for collisions,
every burst scattering stardust into
nebulas while new planets
come into being as if washed ashore by stars and
even the cow jumping over the moon stops in awe.
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Comments (13)
A cosmic dance of creation and destruction, where planets collide and stardust births new worlds, capturing wonder in every flick.
Excellent piece.
Congratulations on top story. This acrostic is absolutely beautiful. I am not on here much due to a very busy job, but I am so happy I had a chance to read your entry.
Beautiful
A gargantuan epic in a little trifle.
Absolutely amazing writing. Loved this and congrats on the Top Story!
I love the imagery of Saturns rings being actual rings
So good! Loved every word! Amazing work as usual! 🩷
The cosmic imagery really evokes the majesty of silence. Referencing Jimi Hendrix's "Voodoo Chile", this could be "Cosmic Chile". We grew from chopping down mountains to playing with the stars. Well-wrought!
The ending … wow!! Visual and visceral❣️
Gorgeous and ethereal
Very dreamy! Loved it!!!
Love the surrealistic, abstract aspects of your poem.