Roethke’s Chaos

writing prompt for dVerse Poets tonight, “Tripping the Cosmos

God had no play in the universe,

we are mere accidents of stardust,

the death of a self is shown such things.

Minds capable someday of seeing

beyond a beginning, a bang, an apocalypse.

Listen to the heavy spheres rotate,

the axis spindle constant, the theory

strings twining

space an airless nothingness

                  dark, dark my light, and darker my desire

our flash of lifetime as dear to God as the star from which we came from

as rudimentary as the vacuums  out there Read More