Sunday, October 11, 2009

SUNDAY IS FOR POETRY: Penumbra





PENUMBRA




External implosion.


Internal explosion.




Dancing in a ballet of ionic mime;


Feeling with infinite intensity;


Running in cosmic direction;


Moving in colors uncharted;


Magnetic pulls play between cerebral spheres.






Looking at the eclipse of myself.


Looking in at the freedom of me.










**written by petra michelle**


10 comments:

i beati said...

"stellar !!" she said punningly

petra michelle; Whose role is it anyway? said...

You bubbala, you, said the friend! :))

Anonymous said...

wow, Petra! Explosive! K.

petra michelle; Whose role is it anyway? said...

To express my union with the universe, K., and what it would feel like being a part of it! I tried! ;)

Anonymous said...

Very convincing! K.

ChaChaneen said...

Moving in colors unchartered.... Lurve that. Happy Sunday my friend!

petra michelle; Whose role is it anyway? said...

Thank you, Janeen! Hope you had a wonderful weekend! :))

Hello Mary Lou said...

I have to go with explosive too!Great piece!

petra michelle; Whose role is it anyway? said...

Thank you, ML's! :))

Tipper said...

I too chime in with stellar and explosive : ) A great one Petra.