Diatoms and Division, Lovers and Wormholes

Diatoms and Division, Lovers and Wormholes

A Poem by Pryde Foltz

Diatoms and Division, Lovers and Wormholes

In this episode of my poetry audio blog, I voice the poems Spacetime Skeletons, found below, Close Our Eyes on Three, and This Divide. 

Spacetime Skeletons


an ebullient rupture

upset claustrophobic

introverted interiors

rattled the bones
demanded dancing

you'd never wear your gear

inside out and upside down

so why shield your psyche

like an ostrich noggin

in the shifting skeletons

of granulated spacetime


look up and out
pay me some attention
the bigger you get
the harder it is to hide

I see you


It's an inevitable cruelty

we all end up
dirt, dust, diatoms
desert debris


reshaped, recycled
totally forgotten
by everything

but speed demon photons

crashing into the iris
of a future voyeur
who isn't even
born yet


you might as WELL
become deeply gravitational

hold onto satellites
white-knuckle attachments


no such thing
as a rogue rock n' roll star 

aloof and liberated

want to be the center of everything

make room for company


spin and shimmy, create and spat

take a moment to worship and listen 

appreciate fractal symphonies
mimicking, masquerading
as chaotic syncopation


it has all gone too far
come way too close
shifted to a dizzy red


the tribes of creation
are lost in nothingness
scaffolded with old bones

clad in desiccated flesh


time to shrink
your dimensions
before the crunch comes

natural law threatens
inescapable shackles


slice off your fold
of interconnected eternity

stretch the weave

before the masses

gas you to death
shred you to plasma
with too much
togetherness




Spacetime Skeletons is published Domesticate the Heavens. When Will We Grow Together is posted in Monsters, Avatars, and Angels. The Starling and the Willow is published in Strays. Please visit my blog to further explore the accompanying photos and essay, some bonus poetry, and keep up-to-date with all my writing. 

Longer works can be found on the my amazon page.























































© 2025 Pryde Foltz


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Wherever I am, I am still me .. and regardless .. Yet very muchly enjoyed Ms. Foltz .. Neville

Posted 46 Minutes Ago


This felt like a call for the radical embracing of self in the face of realities that might feel diminishing to some. We all face ends but also become part of the cosmic particulate and move through other forms — so ends are really new beginnings.

Our consciousness may change but the stuff we are made of just moves and moves and moves through time. Love the thought of that. It brings a sense of perspective to everything. Great poem, Pryde.

Posted 3 Hours Ago


Carpe Diam they say and so I read in this poem. Heed not what others may think cast off fear of opinions and be oneself time comes but once.

Posted 7 Hours Ago


Pryde Foltz

7 Hours Ago

Indeed, it sure does. Loved this interpretation:)
It is good to know our place and plans in this universe; to be a star, know the stars.
Everything is created for a reason, to fit like a jigsaw puzzle. We should not go so far, but stay gravitational and grounded in humility.
Thank you kindly for sharing all these details and information.
Clever indeed.


Posted 8 Hours Ago


Pryde Foltz

8 Hours Ago

Thank you, Sami:)
Sami Khalil

8 Hours Ago

You are welcome Pryde.
I have come to the concussion, I mean conclusion that modern technology has a lot to answer for, when just the simple act of looking up should melt our brains until all we can do is utter a "duh" in appreciation of this big blue/green planet that is basically our universe, and its only a grain of sand within the universe that surrounds us!
But no, we are stuck to our screens like life itself depended on it and if only people looked up once in a while, they might just see more than whatever episode in HD 4K superdupervision they are currently bored rigid watching.
No wonder all the aliens avoid us like the plague. They think we are hypnotised by our screens and we would barely notice if they stuck a probe where the sun don't shine!
I really enjoyed this Pryde but must dash, the new episode of celebrities doing tragic things for attention is just starting!
😃

Posted 1 Day Ago


Pryde Foltz

9 Hours Ago

Haha. Yep. I for one take lots of time to look up:)

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