A Semi-Scientist’s Spirituality, Nonetheless

A Semi-Scientist’s Spirituality, Nonetheless

 

fresh apple slices in a

paper bag lunch

choosing new pens

glass of water square ice cubes

condensation hitting sun

just right

on the back porch next to a tree that won’t die

no matter how many times

I let it freeze

finding the shirt I lost two months ago

my mother’s hands

delicate

in the way they kiss without mouth

sprinkle sugar

lemon juice

oolang tea ripest Georgia peaches

my father is healthy

grabbing the right key the first time

swollen cheeks 

lips undereyes from undisturbed rest

undisturbed rest

good plop on the couch

hot coffee

extra cream warm

furry gray loaf-cat under my hand I smoke

my morning cigarette breakfast,

I don’t know what happens when people die

at all

it turns out it is

 holy-like to

experience comfortably sitting in reality's threshold of

smeared edges

where limits are more smudges than lines

aware

of the unidentified vastness of space and the humanosphere of relevance 

(we consider time)

during only an impossibly brief light of existence

and still feel 

 

solace

when I think about

my mother’s hands 

Reviews

[JD Jessop]

unidentified vastness of space and the humanosphere of relevance we consider time

This is some awesome stuff. So much going on in there. I work with lots of scientists and I know their minds are flighty and full of information constantly jumping from one subject to the other.

[Lauren Burgess]

I'm so glad to hear you took something from it!
I was a physics major (briefly), and I feel for your scientist friends. Luckily, I'm able to use poetry as a somewhat cork board for my jumpy thoughts.

[JD Jessop]

Keep capturing those Jumpy Thoughts lol.........It is a healthy outlet and you're good at it!

[iand63]

Poetry is as much visual as it is aural. This looks and reads fluidly and deftly captures that first thing in the morning fractured waking awareness.

[J Johnson III]

Good read, keep writing for sure. I enjoyed it. What do you think happens when we die?

[Lauren Burgess]

I plan on it. Thank you!
I don't know what happens. Maybe nothing at all. It seems fitting that way, though I'd like to believe the spirit continues with our physical energy--somehow it goes up and away with our atoms, maybe.

[J Johnson III]

Interesting.