I’ve been taking this apart & putting it together umpteen eleven times, unsure of what I was aiming at, unsure of my attitude and what I was saying. Finally, it itself formed my conclusion. Ah, the creative power of poetry.
Fragments Of Energy
Fragments of energy!
Forces of power!
Distance illusory…
Near, here or far!
God really God,
We peas in an almighty near and far pod!
Mixture, a mishmash, but one;
Fractals all over that make up the fun:
(Look up the word).
Snowflake or buttercup, echoing bird.
Re-stated everywhere
Here, now and every ‘there’.
Clusters and clutter,
Matter plucked, plunked down with order;
A concert in motion; a symphonic One.
Part of the order of earth, moon and sun;
Part of a fragment with no counted number;
Each of us members
In atom toned embers.
Ah, glad to be
That bit of the fabulous
Fragments of energy!
Fragments Of Energy 5.8.2021 Circling Round Science; Nature; Reality; Arlene Nover Corwin
Arlene Corwin Poetry 