For Bjorn’s physics prompt on Real Toads. He asks us to write of black holes, space time curvature, maybe even the opposite, white holes and event horizon, and other fun topics along the theme of relativity. He says physics may scare us. I ain’t afraid of no physics!
Darkness Wins
“Some things are more precious because they don’t last long.” Oscar Wilde
The darkness wins.
Light is being pulled into the overwhelming blackness.
Winter is coming for us all.
No warm autumn,
No colored leaves,
Only dead dry cornstalks in the fields
And dried grasses by the road.
The light is daily dying being pulled into
The black hole of winter.
Each day the light shines less.
The darkness is growing greater.
No brilliant blue skies –
No chrysanthemums blooming –
Darkness is coming for us all.
The darkness wins.
black hole
Sep 29, 2018 @ 16:33:12
This was so very dark coming from you… but sometimes it feels like winter might last forever…. love how you have pulled the black holes back to nature.
Sep 29, 2018 @ 19:18:15
Thanks Bjorn. I have a bout of depression hitting. Makes me feel darkness in my bones.
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Sep 29, 2018 @ 19:40:08
Great imagery here, and liked Wilde’s quote reminding us (despite the darkness) to cherish the fleeting nature of life and love and the seasons.
Sep 30, 2018 @ 05:34:06
Who ya gonna call? Oscar Wilde! I ain’t afraid of no physics, indeed!
This poem is truly stark, Toni. I like the way that ‘Light is being pulled into the overwhelming blackness’ and the ominous threat of
‘No warm autumn,
No colored leaves,
Only dead dry cornstalks in the fields
And dried grasses by the road’..
I love the phrase ‘black hole of winter’.
Sep 30, 2018 @ 11:31:53
Thank you Kim. I am usually optimistic but today, I am not. and Yes, call in Oscar Wilde!!!!
Sep 30, 2018 @ 07:30:36
This is a primal anxiety, surely depression is an echoing, the subsuming and consuming of darkness. No wonder the ancients built stone palaces of the dead with portals facing the winter solstice. And it is hard not to feel depressed about the times as we watch them slide back to darkness. Mount this poem as a gargoyle atop the ramparts of the heart …
Sep 30, 2018 @ 11:29:26
Thank you Brendan for reading and for commenting.
Sep 30, 2018 @ 08:05:18
Ah, the mystique of this dark brims with a sense of danger — the rot and decay in this lightless verse is prickly and foreboding.
I do hear and acknowledge the echoes of depression. Take care, dear friend!
Sep 30, 2018 @ 11:30:16
Thank you dear friend. I always take my meds but sometimes….
Sep 30, 2018 @ 09:05:56
This is a new favourite for me. I like the way you used repetition and the alliteration of d, especially in the central section, lent a doleful tone to the piece.
Sep 30, 2018 @ 11:28:15
Thank you Kerry!
Sep 30, 2018 @ 11:44:43
Ack! I am feeling the Grim Reaper close by. This is so well written, Toni!
Sep 30, 2018 @ 22:33:05
Thank you Sherry
Sep 30, 2018 @ 14:14:20
It’s an illusion, girl. Trust me.
Sep 30, 2018 @ 14:40:34
that is what I keep telling myself
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Sep 30, 2018 @ 15:09:22
“Dark Wins”–oh, yes–I am in it now. Your poem helps me to externalize it, to make it the winter, the dying of the light and everything about autumn except its brightness. So then I think of Spring and resurrection, trying to re-en-light-en–but there very well may be a final winter. “Darkness is coming for us all.”
Sep 30, 2018 @ 15:19:38
This is quite a poem, Toni. If someone told me to write a poem about physics I would be stymied. Thinking of darkness, it is sad that darkness wins. I always picture the light finding a way to seep through.
Sep 30, 2018 @ 15:27:21
In my state of mind darkness wins. I am moving into one of my depressions.
Sep 30, 2018 @ 16:39:49
You did an awesome job, here, imbuing this piece with a chilling vibe and taking the prompt in an intriguing direction. I like it ~ smiles ~
Sep 30, 2018 @ 22:31:51
Thank you!
Sep 30, 2018 @ 16:56:38
Good Grief! Creative warning, but I’ll take my chance 🙂
Sep 30, 2018 @ 17:02:20
I actually love winter. This was just writing to a prompt.
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Sep 30, 2018 @ 17:00:19
I’ve always known winter was ominous..with its sharp teeth and claws, but you painted another part of it’s personality here….love it! (and scared!)
Sep 30, 2018 @ 17:01:27
I am sorry to frighten you. I am well known for my love of winter.
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Oct 01, 2018 @ 02:31:38
😊
Oct 01, 2018 @ 04:09:45
darkness wins, for now..
i find the image of the dry cornstalks and dried grasses rather chilling, despite what the words ‘dry’ and ‘dried’ allude to.
take care, poet.
Oct 01, 2018 @ 10:18:30
Yes. Darkness wins.
Oct 01, 2018 @ 11:04:07
Like pulling the light through the eye of a needle into black. Pulled me in.
Oct 01, 2018 @ 17:30:36
Ominous, albeit beautifully written. Even when darkness wins, that too is temporary; the seasons roll around again. We must do our best to prepare for even the longest winter; I trust you have strategies in place.
Oct 02, 2018 @ 10:10:50
Yes ma’am. We do have strategies in place for surviving the winter. I am a planner from way back.
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