Parallax I : Orange Clover Light House

Accelled through a pin prick,
the lucky sun has come shining

through the long folds of endless space.

Exuberant Orange brilliance has traveled light years 

through all dimensions of the mind, 

beyond the jagged edge of inquisition.

It has come bending its phosphorescent beams

to the arc of a lucky cosmic smile,

hurled, compact,  and resonating 

across the galaxy.

Child with the earthen eye, gazing 

up and up;

bend your mind to arc of the sky.

Beyond deep blue wonderousnothing, 

A beacon of light lasered spinning shore to sea; 

four bright orange leaves, twisting

turning.

The luck of a sister sun has come to rest upon   

a green-iron ship at sea.

To ferry it across the colossal, expanding

waves of blue-eyed memory.

 

A vessel of otherworldly incarnations

hides wide-eyed, waiting amongst the shadows

of a young boys dreams.

Reviews

[Samuel Ferris]

Thank you for your review i'm glad you liked them. By reading your poetry i doubt that you have a small girl brain. Lol. I love science, but the poem doesnt really reference anything specifically scientific. Its more like sci-fi surrealism... if i had to name it. I dont know why i just thought it would be cool if four leaf cloves were orange, and i started from there. Somehow that turned into space folding and and phosphorescent beams curling through them like a clover or somethin unimaginable.

[Ms. Gruye]

Often times fascinating can be an empty term, a hooray left cold and selfishly applied in haste. With that said, I find this piece absolutely fascinating, and I will try to qualify this as much as possible so as not to have the aforementioned impact....

--this piece evoked some sci-fi elements from the start...I really dig your line:

An Orange brilliance has traveled light years
in all dimensions,
beyond the jagged edge of inquisition.

perhaps because I am girl with a small brain, many concepts that you introduced felt foreign-like science...by which I mean, they are things not usually entertained by poems (that is a good thing). phrases like phosphorescent beams and empty folds of space. Also, I enjoyed your constant use of color, which for some reason made me think Kubrick. viva la and thanks for posting.