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cortex of the cosmos

the sky h o m e s what the sea cannot confine as clouds crawl and croon carving contours of compassion to calm the chaos unseen within the cortex of the cosmos... but I wonder does the ocean a d r i f t in sunken silence ever taste the briny burn within the lagoon of loneliness amidst its relentless kindness? as I see clusters of clutter nestled in the somber greys of haze and this heart weeps for the wounded... perhaps it is in solitary spheres they ache for the starry kiss of poisonous urchins cradling bleached blues dwelling in the depth of aquatic agony… but when thoughts spiral like sea-tossed conch shells I refuse to believe there, in the cusp of weathering waves blooms not an aesthetic dream resembling love that breathes beyond the grasp of galaxies~ to be heard when p a u s e d is the shipwrecked requiem within pained pebbles piercing through~ like poetry without a pulse…

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Krishnanand Guptar

Date: 4/14/2025 4:42:00 AM

Heartiest congratulations, dear poetess, on your high placement in this poetry contest with a superb poem depicting the cortex of the outside cosmos with the interior loneliness and cravings with a vortex of mind-blowing imageries. Wish you a pleasant day filled with the blessings of light.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 4/13/2025 9:50:00 PM

Stunning metaphors and imagery IE, you have an amazing talent for it, your poetry certainly has a strong and healthy pulse. Tom

Duke Beaufort

Date: 4/13/2025 5:54:00 PM

IE, no question all of it....the seas and the sky and everything else are all part of something wonderful that we have the opportunity to observe and wonder about. An aesthetic dream in the universe is a very powerful vision. I enjoy thinking about it but wonder if it's something we'll ever be able to find. You're asking some existential questions as one on this small dot in space. I think it's wonderful you are posing this belief.

John Read

Date: 4/13/2025 10:26:00 AM

Hi Ink, your poetry certainly has a pulse, have a lovely day dear friend.

Robert James Liguori

Date: 4/13/2025 9:04:00 AM

Such an emotional piece! ‘Always love reading your work.

Sotto Poet

Date: 4/13/2025 7:25:00 AM

Dear Ink, what a fantastic poem that contrasts the expanse of the universe (represented by the sky and water) with personal sensations of loneliness and desire. It delves into issues of loneliness, the desire for connection, and the emotional weight of life. The poem also goes into the link between nature and human emotion (pulse), examining how the beauty of the world may oft disguise deeper sentiments of grief, loneliness, and the quest for love. The poem's wording is rich and expressive, using both abstract and physical images. Phrases like "briny burn," "lagoon of loneliness," "clusters of clutter," and "cosmic cortex" conjure up vivid mental images, adding to the poem's emotional depth. Good luck if it's for a contest. Sending you warm embrace.

Lioness Onpaper

Date: 4/13/2025 6:49:00 AM

what the sea cannot confine as clouds crawl and croon carving contours of compassion to calm the chaos unseen.. mmm the alliterations the flow!!! An absolute beauty!!! resembling love that breathes beyond the grasp of galaxies.. the intensity is divine in this line!!! Dayum that ending !! shipwrecked requiem within pained pebbles piercing through like poetry without a pulse… the heaviness runs deeeeep here !! Absolutely stunning papi..

Lin Lane

Date: 4/13/2025 6:21:00 AM

Ink, poetry without a pulse, or at least some weak heartbeat heard by another is doomed to sink in silence beneath those crashing waves of a weathered sea.

The Aura Rhymes

Date: 4/13/2025 4:51:00 AM

Poetry without a pulse . Wow just wow