Notes About The Poem

Written for the contest " Laws of Physics and Humanity" sponsored by Dilly Dally. 

Humanity

Newton's Laws of Motion

First Law (Inertia): An object at rest stays at rest, and an object in motion stays in motion unless acted upon by an external force.

Law of Thermodynamics

Second Law: Entropy, a measure of disorder, always increases in a closed system.


I yearn to taste pine and cinnamon,
dripping from the skyline, like sunsets amidst roaring rain,
and gloaming gold before surging storms.

I am a confined mermaid, aching to kiss the rose-wine beams of your dulcet dusk ~ peering through the glass of an aquamarine aquarium,
afraid to break this lethargic prison,
comfortably paralyzed in its familiar coldness.

But would a captive heart cradle anything
beyond the friction
that homes the weight of woes and nothingness?
For between the mass of caged dreams
and the air of resistance,
I find no force of hope to reignite
the waning spark within my soul.

And I ponder: would Luna’s compass
guide a procrastinating poet to rhyme,
pulled by the gravitational prompt,
like spring tides facing the parallel phase
of the sun and moon,
engrossed in a magnetic field of mutual adoration?
Or am I to forever breathe within this motionless existence,
drowning in an abyss of aimless waves,
adrift in the ricocheting rhythm
of stagnant steel
and salt-drenched equilibrium?
As thoughts spiral in cacophonous stillness,
like a marine carousel. 

I am ~ 
a paused silhouette;
a museless slave to timeless angst~
watching the accelerated heat of unstoppable ink~
soar above my sea of silenced sapphires,
as I remain lost in the warmth of permafrost peace,
trapped in the numbness of nirvana.

Perhaps someday, the currents within
this aquatic confinement
will pierce through the icy enclosure ~
to steer me to an oasis
where freedom flows in bluest frequencies.
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Kavanagh  Avatar
February 2, 2025 at 4:37 AM
Your poem is exceptionally beautiful Ink, and has somehow managed to keep momentum going within inertia, really difficult to find equilibrium between humanity and laws of physics, but you did in your own style and crafted an exceptional piece here, congratulations cheers David
mysore Avatar
February 1, 2025 at 11:19 PM
magical, magical. congratulations dear poet. Cheers!!
Anaya Avatar
February 1, 2025 at 10:01 PM
A beautiful mind can only be responsible for the beautiful poetry woven here, well deserved placement, Ink. Congratulations! <3
Richards Avatar
February 1, 2025 at 9:48 PM
A beautiful poem making (intentional?) use of sibilance to lend a mesmerising cadence to it; a poetic expression in terms of the laws of physics. Congratulations, Ink :)
George Avatar
February 1, 2025 at 10:54 AM
Sometimes we need to go against the rules to get the best of ourselves and freedom. You put in lots of work here Inky and I love it. Great opening, lovely metaphors that dive into the theories. "I am ~ a paused silhouette; a museless slave to timeless angst~" Argh! That's some lines there. "I am a confined mermaid, aching to kiss the rose-wine beams of your dulcet dusk." In life, when we ache too much, we find solutions. I love how you ended it with such positivity. A need and hope for freedom.
Beaufort Avatar
January 21, 2025 at 1:20 PM
IE, I'm thinking about the inertia the mermaid experiences and the longing for a different situation and experiences. You've synthesized an unusual combination of ideas about life's challenges that seem to relate to the laws of physics. It's a very interesting view and makes me think about life. It also makes me smile!
George Avatar
January 16, 2025 at 7:44 PM
"I am a confined mermaid, aching to kiss the rose-wine beams of your dulcet dusk ~ peering through the glass of an aquamarine aquarium," . Dear Empress, what a stunning analogy. You long to break this confinement and whoosh into an aquamarine ocean to swim free amid the coral depths or along the surging tides. But you cannot and you are under severe disappointment. Your desire to break free of the chains and enter a world of seamless freedom is not realized now. However, you are never a muse less slave to timeless angst. One day as you hope, "the currents within this aquatic confinement will pierce through the icy enclosure ~ to steer to an oasis where freedom flows in bluest frequencies." I too wait for that great day. Simply adorable. All the Best in the contest.
Hind Avatar
January 16, 2025 at 6:59 PM
Deep with so much sincerity and true intent - enjoyed this <3
Alhemaidy Avatar
January 16, 2025 at 4:54 PM
Wonderful!
Dietrich Avatar
January 16, 2025 at 1:04 PM
a confined mermaid. Wow, now that really hits it on the head, Ink. Wish I could think up something creative for this contest. I doubt I will try. This is very very good! (soupmail)
Poet Avatar
January 16, 2025 at 10:39 AM
Dearest Ink, This outstanding poetry delves into issues of captivity, desire, and the escape quest. You convey a great desire to connect with the world beyond the current condition of immobility and numbness, using the image of a mermaid confined in an aquarium. The depiction of natural components such as pine, cinnamon, and the ocean clashes with your feelings of isolation, symbolizing the conflict between the longing for escape and the weight of sorrow. Best wishes for the contest!
Kendrick Avatar
January 16, 2025 at 8:48 AM
Very descriptive take to the contest. Reads like a good contender to me. Way to go. Sara K
Goldsmith Avatar
January 16, 2025 at 8:37 AM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful write. Your pen was working overtime on this one... "Good Luck" Have a fun day as you write away..................
Buhagiar Avatar
January 16, 2025 at 7:48 AM
You weave emotions and imagery like a fabulous Eastern carpet that is worth so much. The imagery of "pine and cinnamon," "rose-wine beams," and "dulcet dusk" creates a sensory experience that is so pleasing. Best for a win.
Read Avatar
January 16, 2025 at 7:12 AM
Enjoyed reading your wonderful poem Ink, were all prisoners in society,searching for that freedom, wish you well in the contest God bless you. xx
Onpaper Avatar
January 16, 2025 at 5:34 AM
I yearn to taste pine and cinnamon,.. aaah me too .. gloaming gold before surging storms. wine beams of your dulcet dusk .. the way u have woven these elements papi!!! It’s gorgeous!! comfortably paralyzed in its familiar coldness... mmmm love the heaviness there.. forever breathe within this motionless existence,.. mmmmm sommmmmthiinnnnnnn eeerieeeee abt that line that I am soooo attracted to aeee! currents within this aquatic confinement will pierce through the icy enclosure… steer me to an oasis where freedom flows in bluest frequencies. aeeee the hope ! Gorgeously woven papiii!!!
Rhymes Avatar
January 16, 2025 at 4:32 AM
Very nice one
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