A Plasmatic Prisoner of Time

I am, for that I am a super-giant a magnificent monstrosity,
A ferocious fired fury beyond the Pillars of Creation;
With a billion breaths that burn within me, and yet I am;
A calamitous candle amidst the unending universe.
A plasmatic prisoner of time-a destroyer and creator…
I am a beacon of brilliant brightness, a raging radiance.
I exist within a balanced hydrostatic equilibrium,
Upon the fear of a gravitational collapse, yet I combust;
I have witnessed much destruction and many creations,
Nuclear fusion of hydrogen into helium keeps me bursting;
My rays of phosphorescence are no match for the darkness,
As my emanation comforts my children the rotating planets,
I grow weaker by the solar day for my exudation will expire me...
I am a bulb burning bright, a flashing flare about to go 

                  ((((((()))))))
             (((((((((((())))))))))
          ((((((((((((( ))))))))))))
        ((((((((((((         ))))))))))
       ((((((((((                 ))))))))     
       ((((((((((Supernova. ))))))))
        ((((((((((((         )))))))))))
         (((((((((((((((())))))))))))
           ((((((((((((())))))))))))
               (((((((((()))))))))
                   (((((())))))



June.29.2020
You are a star
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Mark Toney

July 9, 2020 at 12:23 AM

Brilliant write, WW! “As my emanation comforts my children the rotating planets.” What a thoughtful star ;) This one’s headed for my Fav poem list. ~Mark

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Vijay Pandit

June 30, 2020 at 5:53 PM

Enjoyed the voice you gave to a super star, WW, in this stunning write. So true:..I grow weaker by the solar day for my exudation will expire me...I am a bulb burning bright, a flashing flare about to go..

Judy Ball

June 30, 2020 at 5:12 PM

WoW! I can see it my mind's eye. Really something. Too bad the beauty of a supernova only means the death of a star. Great job here. God Bless, JB

Gershon Wolf

June 30, 2020 at 3:39 PM

You really nailed the "I am a Star" theme there, bud! Wow! Awesome! ~ Little Dwarf Star

Arturo Michael

June 30, 2020 at 12:58 PM

I won't mind leaving like a supernova...I like the reader's style too

Joseph P. DiMino

June 30, 2020 at 10:05 AM

For sure -- the omnipotent power of creation and destruction, no more greatly expressed than by the wonderment of stars. Then to see them in ourselves, that moment of realization, is breathtaking. Great read!