Schrödinger's Cat

Schrödinger's Cat

A Poem by Hannah Rose
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Where the imagination can take a bored mind.

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Inspiration has left me. I look around the room for something I can latch onto. There's a crack in the ceiling where a ceiling board is just barely off balance. Beyond it is pitch black darkness. A world of mystery. It's like Schrödinger and his cat. As long as I never look beyond that crack in the ceiling there is no limit to what could be behind it.

A tiny world of little people living out their morning as we people do, or a small solar system which exists to light itself up with its own twinkling stars.
There could be a jungle with strange birds and colourful plants.
There could be an empty attic with one old, large wardrobe.
There could be numerous portals that swirl and lead into some unexplored worlds.
There could be an ocean of fish who are confined in a suspense of water floating above the ceiling boards.
A world of yellow where the grass, the cats, the sky and the trees, and even the people are all yellow varying in hues.

These worlds come from my mind and exist above my head. I can make them as real as I want and I can't destroy them because they are feet above my reach.

Although my curiosity begs to kill the cat.

© 2017 Hannah Rose



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I enjoyed reading this poem--reminds me of my youth when I'd sit in school and stare out the window and let my imagination run wild and then get called out by the teacher. I always turned to doodling when that happened. The "There could be" sequence connected me those days. So your poem does accomplish a connection with me in that regards.

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Hannah Rose

2 Months Ago

I'm glad it connected with you!



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I liked this one...it showcased your wordcraft, style, and efforts quite well.

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Hannah Rose

2 Months Ago

Thank you!
Ah. The well known Schrödinger's Cat paradox. Got to love quantum mechanics. Very nice short poem you have here.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I enjoyed reading this poem--reminds me of my youth when I'd sit in school and stare out the window and let my imagination run wild and then get called out by the teacher. I always turned to doodling when that happened. The "There could be" sequence connected me those days. So your poem does accomplish a connection with me in that regards.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hannah Rose

2 Months Ago

I'm glad it connected with you!

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I am 19, a barista, and a student. I plan on teaching English as a second language in a foreign country after graduating college, and I love to write. I am also a Christian and hope to use my writing .. more..

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