Richard Pierce

Poetry

Day 18

I have lost the moon.
It was here yesterday, and now it’s gone.
They will say
‘How can God misplace the moon?’
But I am not God.
I am no god
Except in the worlds I create.

The sun is static in this part
Of the universe,
But not static as part
Of the universe.
When I was a child god,
I dreamed the universe ended
In a picket fence all the way
Round its uneven shape, and
Could never make out what was beyond it.
I blamed my eyes and my imagination,
And not the powerlessness of physics.

It is not science that creates
Endless opportunities.
It is the mind that makes
The power of gods;
Creation, motion, evolution,
Apocalypse, darkness,
A brilliant light,
Silence.
Sometimes we forget.

Except in the worlds I create,
I am no god.
But I am not God.
‘How can God misplace the moon?’
They will say.
It was here yesterday, and now it’s gone.
I have lost the moon.

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2 Comments

  1. Ren Powell

    19th January 2022 at 19:48

    How’d I nearly miss that you were writing poems again!
    So happy I am surfacing now.

    1. tettig2019

      20th January 2022 at 08:27

      I think my litte contributions are easily missed in the morass of social media.

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