Catalyst... And What Goes With It

My return.

Reaction, 

and what goes with it. 

Streaks along the ice

that colour the

reactant. 

And if the overhead casts a pixel -- 

the "one" and the "only" shadow. 

For the reactor

keeps the "one"

at bay. 

And if occasionally -- 

and only occasionally, 

it bleeds when 

prodded 

May the burst not sour

the taste of the

"only" 

For the reactor is the one

who looks for it. 

The one who diffuses 

the reactant. 

And to question --

and only question

is blasphemous

For the reactor

to the reaction

is the only

reactant. 

Author's Note

I've been off and on for the past couple of months mainly due to the fall semester in University. I'm happy to say I am back to posting & reviewing regularly.

- As for the RR's , once again I let them replicate far to quickly. Im at 300, so Im thinking I'm going to get rid of those and start of fresh. Please send me some of your works if I have missed them in my absence.

- Also. The way I'm going about this from now on is, if you review one of my pieces I will review one of yours.

- I'm going to leave the meaning of this one up in the air a little bit. Tell me what you think its about.

Reviews

[Balkaran Sidhu]

been reading very unique pieces today...another one at my hand...thanx for sharing

[Barbara Walker]

There is only one thing that can set it off!

[writing mojo]

interesting way to explain your reality in the relativity of being taught through emotional seasons, setting to drawn thoughts.. your sketchy reach fetches my being in the drama of cause and effect...interesting you spill to the page your sustainable write of passage profession... good piece

[Amandaaa Caroline (:]

I liked this.. Not sure what particular thing it was that made me like it, but I really do. It's quite interesting, and really leaves the reader thinking about things when they're done reading.. Hmm. Anyways, great job (:

[Steven]

Scenes from Lawnmower Man were flashing in my head throughout the read. And I haven't thought of that movie in ages. I guess I should go watch it again.

I like these rubik's cubes of yours. Although, as with my insistence not to look up online how to solve the damn thing, I stare at the few colors consistently out of place, stunted. But also, it still has charm. It is an open equation for me. Incidentally, for the same reason I refuse to learn how to always win at connect four.

Here's what I got: I'll work backwards. A self-explaining cycle. Once a question enters, the chug of traffic starts in the brain, shouldering out what is impromptu. That is the only real sin in a love exchange, which is purely animal.

The one clear window is here:
And if occasionally...
it bleeds when prodded
May the burst not sour
the taste of the
"only"

Here are these intruders, these thoughts, that barge their way into the spontaneous flux. And the man reaches up a touches one, seeks what is in it, rather than let it hang like a cloud, having its own purpose--and he lets what is in it out, however little, and it must shrink as a result, however little, and he hopes as blood stains, this will not sour the beautiful "day." So here I find answer one metaphor with another the most circuitous path.

I can't help but see the ice as the "heart." What is that? No! No brain.

Great write.

[Kelsey]

A very interesting piece, I must say. It's one of those things that trule makes you think, and I appreciate that. I love that you left it open for the reader's own conclusions. Very nicely done. x

[The Fallen]

Oh! I love Chemistry :3 and science always has been my best subject :) I love the way this poem flows and it is wonderfully written :) Wonderful write!
Welcome back (:

[Pax]

science and poetry in mixed it always an intriguing poem... and puts a lot of dept into your write... i like this... its nice to see you back my friend.

[Emerald Seas]

Chemistry is a wonderful metaphor for life. Reactors and reactants... combinations - a little of this or that twisting how we perceive and take action. Enjoyed this very much!

[Mockingbird]

i like the last stanza. to me it expresses fortitude and integrity and that our perception is our own, thus we stand alone. i like the individuality of the 'one' and the courage to tell people to go f*** themselves. i like your writing.