Iambs may amble, puffed with parametric pride
Creating couplets, where rhyme and rhythm reside
Exquisite emotions, free flights of Fantasy
The Guilty Starts (and Happy Hearts) of new-found Romance
Sweet summer memories flood, and my glass is filled
A cricket match on the Village Green, at ten to two the Town Hall clock is stilled
Cucumber sandwiches? Hot, sweet tea?
Butter-laden crumpets for you and for me?
A perfect scene, all sound and motion ceased
Until the clock strikes “Tock!” and Life once more is released
In the woods a sleepy dove coos soft and low
No need for speed: here, life is easy and slow
Idyllic scenes replay in my mind’s eye
Close friends, far flung memories, endless clear blue skies
About the Creator
Paul McDermott
Born in the Year of the Panther and with a feline instinct to roam, I spent my teaqching career wandering Europe.
Got myself a Proper Job when I retired from the Blackboard Jubgle and started writing Full Time.
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Red Shelves
Death is a black hole. Think about it. A black hole is the corpse of a star, something once warm and bright, now come to the end of its life cycle. But some will argue that the cycle of life does not end with death. That death is merely another path we must walk once our bodies expire and our souls ascend. In that moment, when the fuel in the star’s chemical tank hits empty and the shiny matte coat explodes into supernova, the mass left behind – the corpse – becomes a black hole. We understand that, around such a vast cadaver, dimensions work a little differently in death to the way we’re used to in life. For example, light cannot escape the pull of a black hole when it hits the point of no return. That’s where it gets its colour. Space itself is contorted by a black hole. That’s where it gets its funny shape. Even time. Time slows right down the closer you get to it. The closer you get to a black hole. The closer you get to death.
By Matthew Curtis4 days ago in Humans
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