Maureen Donatelli’s most recent poem to appear here was “Ars Poetica” (June 2016)
Universe
By Maureen Donatelli
Stars explode in my brain.
I store comets in the chambers of my heart.
My bones, these days
are laced
with black holes.
This is how I time travel.
It’s a daily occurrence.
Spiral galaxies
stretch my muscles.
My fingers brush against
the speed of light
leaving evidence behind
that races into the future, now.
When I lick my lips
my tongue skims meteors.
And the Little Dipper hovers
pouring stardust in my eyes.
There are ghosts in it all, I whisper;
each night they fill me with dream.
Wow this is really image filled and powerful.
“…fill me with dream.” Yes! Thanks for this poem.
Wonderful poem, Maureen. I love the magic of the universe that you share in your descriptions. Beautiful!
It all comes together nicely.
Great images.