Terry Ireland Poet Free verse

Concept For a Creation

imagine all these things
stretch the mind to infinity
imagine this stark beauty

imagine
imagine
imagine 

silence so intense
that the flap of a bird wing
crashes like thunder
and the dropping of a pin
reverbs and deafens

darkness so intense
that black shades to gray 
in comparison
and a struck match
blinds with intensity

emptiness
so bleakly empty
that the concept defeats
and despair rolls in
so that one does not exist

imagine 
imagine
imagine

imagine this stark beauty
imagine all these things
and the scene is set

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Speaks Volumes August 25, 2023 at 3:42 AM All our senses heightened to past melting point, extreme to the point of infinity, acute to the realm of a tuning fork being unheard, and never to be heard, a soft spoken word. Yes terry the scene is set...... Oh my what you can do with words,,, Sends a tingle down my spine. Terry Ireland August 25, 2023 at 6:12 AM Am in absolute awe of the minds that coukd conceive and flesh out the Big Bang theory. Your intro to this poem is pretty awesome too. Many thanks