I think I may have published this previously, but as I've now been either author or co-author of twelve blogs which float about God knows where, rather than look back, i'll post it again. What can happen? sue myself for plagiarism? Ha!
it once knew weight
flexed all gargantuan
it was Jupiter squatting on Mars
steel beams and packed mortar
of an unsinkable tower
and ancient beyond fossil
yet fresh as mothers milk
dripping the rosed nipple
it fell through the clouds
as thunder on the prairie
choking eucalyptis
and spanking
the oceans tame
it broke the back
of tyrannasauras rex
and ignited silent volcanos
weighing in on Roman councils
it mapped the wars of conquest
and bloodied the virgin sands
it did, once
and so much the more
but now, weightless it drifts
along the frozen shores
of the Milky Way
rootless and unseen
never finding fire
on moonless nights, though
it sneaks yet, dripping
from the stars
whispering along forgotten rivers
and abandoned windows
and on nights when the moon
tilts to quarter
it swifts the brazillian rainforests
meanders the stoic alps
and tempers
the Arctic wind
oceans now disregard it
and congress gavels
too busy
true poets have grown bored
and closed the book on it
and minstrels
have taken up trade
no longer can it purchase
or spend, or even
borrow, while volcanos
spit dry sarcasm
it's there, still
among the stars
and swirling
the moon's tail
as a london fog
without a light
sometimes it sleeps
the Sahara where the sands
of spent hourglasses
sink in withered shame
but remain it does
as the ghost of an energy
without a matter
if you hushed
in the dark of night
dared the alone vastness
of a vacuum sky
and listened hard
way beyond your ears
-you'd hear it still
passing over in
forever unanswer
fainter in wake
but unable to die
"Do you love me"
see,
she never replied
