Let There Be Life

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I descend
dark matter coalesced
a swirl of light and energy formed by electric winds
not winds which feebly blow like gusts in the Autumn
sending trees and empty cellophane strips scudding across a sidewalk
but huge and silent reaping winds born of vast and terrible spaces
without end
without corners
rolling across the eternal cosmos with voltaic breath sparking
I am standing on the cusp
a breaching of the midnight
listening for the first notes of new lifesong
as buried springs flow
water slowly rises for the first time
and the primordial broth simmers
no singer chooses silence
and so
let there be life

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About chimerapoet

I write. I write a lot. A. LOT. There are times I am half blind with a sentence ricocheting off the walls of my stupid, cant be shut off to save my life, brain. I am miserable until I get it down on paper. Punch it up a bit. Usually cross out half of it. And then breathe. Relax. Only to do it all again..... But I just thought that was me. How I am. Not a writer....noooo...not me. Writers are.....writing people. People Who Write. REALLY write. Write things that matter. All grown up very important things. Not.....me. I am just a scribbler of sorts. And I was/am content with that....if it's true, well then....a scribbler am I. Until the thought wormed its way in to my brain (the furtive sneaky bitch) that maybe...just maybe...that is writing. My style. My strange way. But....still writing. So here I am at the dance. Not sure I know any of the moves and the music is entirely mine. But.....only one way to find out. Would you care to join me?
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