The Universe Unwinds

The Universe Unwinds

A Poem by M. A. Kilcorse

The deeper we probe our eye into space, the further back in time we view. How sad is it that the beauty of the cosmos is just a picture from long ago? How wonderful is it to imagine what's there now?


A piece of silk, floating through the abyss

Tickles my palms and kisses my fingertips.

A strand of thought-

A string of complexity,

Bound within our known reality

That stretches beyond the grasp of minds

And travels further than space and time

To find that place that no one knows

And expose the mysteries  of our souls.


Dipped in dreams,

Dripping with desire,

Still we fly our rockets higher.

And stretch our conscious through the cosmos

Though the answer, we’ll never know.


From our plane, we’re looking up,

Past the canvas painted for us.

Through the clouds and beyond the moon

Where starlight twinkles like morning dew.

And though these pictures that we hold,

A mere ghost of images to be known,

Revealing beauty beyond our scope

And thrashing tremors that smash our hope.


A realization that broke our sight

To protect the secrets of the night.

© 2013 M. A. Kilcorse

Author's Note

M. A. Kilcorse
I would be most honored if you read through more of my work. Feel free to critique, we are all but unfinished works of art. ^^

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your poem encapsulates the spirit of space age. Thanks for reminding us!

Posted 7 Years Ago

This is the first of your pieces I`ve read, and I`m impressed with the curiosity and questioning in the poem - how little we know both of ourselves and the cosmos. I enjoyed this a lot. P.

Posted 8 Years Ago

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M. A. Kilcorse

8 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and your kind words. The expanses of the universe is something I spend a lot o.. read more

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Added on March 21, 2013
Last Updated on March 21, 2013
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M. A. Kilcorse
M. A. Kilcorse

Toledo, OH

I use writing not just as an escape, but as a construct. To see non-physical ideas take life in the form of places and people is the magic and mystery of creative writing. more..