Thursday, January 24, 2008


High above the catacombs
a pearl upon a tether roams
beginning an adumbral phase
so nebulae, like chromosomes
can sparkle on atop the maze
emitting those ancestral rays
to grant the gazers in their domes
a glimpse into the nascent days.


Shirley said...

I love your choice of words. You always force me to get Webster out! It makes me wonder though if the search will reveal how it began or how it will all end.

rch said...

Hi Shirley, hmmmmmmmm good question, I may have to examine that angle.

Bubba said...

Definitely a thinker's poem... yet not so eclectic as to lose its efficacy. I really like the concept of 'a pearl upon a tether'. Is this a portent or approbation?

ekhosama said...

Wow, I love it and I love the fact that I actually totally understand it (or do I). Yeah Space is awesome. I used to look at the stars a lot because I once had a huge depression. I was bigger than the Great Depression of America, no, okay not that big