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Premium Member Prescience of Mind

Some things we can touch are truly set in stone, 
   From creatures living in sand, to ones choking on fish bones 
        They get stuck in mud, and dry out under the sun, 
 til after a hundred million years, fossil’s are well and truly done 

     You see many died at sea level, in any shape or measure, 
  some resurface atop mountains, forced up by tectonic pressure 
        Now we chip away slowly, using a chisel and hammer, 
   breaking open their mould, without making too much clamour 

          Information cannot be destroyed, it lives on forever
    and human consciousness too, is simply far more than clever 
        We give the universe meaning by making observations
         without us to see it, there would be no quantifications

            Death is not the end, merely a quantum vibration
     from mass to energy and back again, without any violations
              So go ahead live your life, then come full circle, 
 time and space can’t endure oblivion, consciousness being eternal 


Originally written 12/07/22
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 23 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mark Toney 
12/19/22

Premium Member Prescience

Prescience

    Essence of love suffused in dreams...throughout countless mystical realms.






Penned: 12/1/2022
Lake Worth, Florida

Premium Member A Dark Prescience

~   death ... breathes a heart beat -


                       each tender thrum draws closer ...


             the explosion ... Life   ~







~ 2nd Place ~  in the "Magicicada" Poetry Contest, Maureen McGreavy, Sponsor.


Prescience of Time

Prescience of time
The story structure presented
Now final endings

Prescience

There was no colour in the nude
and skin deep fire was raging
not leaving much of a trail.

A Janus cat,
that is our man of polity
with two faces.

Walking alone at midnight,
that is larger than life, on
death of a galaxy, where -

the crack of dawn meets
dandelion to decide the course
of bloody day. They were –

coming in huge lots to kneel
and kiss the hands of their master,
who will leave his signature –

in deep cleavage. Who was
guarding the doorway to
my sleep ?


Satish Verma

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