by Aaron Blair
I dream of my father's fists,
or the blue-green color of his eyes
and how they watered,
when he'd had too much to drink.
There was a galaxy inside of him,
a great, gravitational mass.
He opened his mouth and swallowed worlds;
became a death-eater,
teeth biting down into a swollen black tongue.
When I was a fetus, I felt him pulling,
so I gnawed my way out of my mother's womb.
Covered in her blood, I met my adversary.
I dove into the sea to stare him down,
but could scarcely remember my amniotic swimming.
I drowned. My lungs filled
with the emptiness of space,
and for ages I floated, unmoored,
drifting by stars forever unimpressed with me.
One day, the universe will collapse,
time flying backwards toward its end.
I will see him as he was when he was new,
a stardust embryo not touched by awfulness.
I will know what it means to love.
Posted on 03/13/2008
Copyright © 2024 Aaron Blair
|Member Comments on this Poem
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/13/08 at 04:08 PM
|Posted by Julie Adams on 03/14/08 at 06:43 PM
WOW, what a powerful poem...truly remarkable to have something so beautiful come from such a painful place...really well delivered...the imagery, astounding (I dream of my father's fists,/ or the blue-green color of his eyes, swallowed worlds, )...the story, compelling ( There was a galaxy inside of him,, I met my adversary, scarcely remember my amniotic swimming)...there wasn't a line I didn't love, a true rarity for me...recommending for POTD!!! I look forward to reading more of you...peace to you, ~jewels xxx
|Posted by Tony Whitaker on 03/19/08 at 07:33 PM
I need add nothing more than another masterful work in imagery and emotion. Brilliant1
|Posted by Alison McKenzie on 03/20/08 at 09:40 AM
The depth and impact of these words.....WOW!!!
|Posted by David Garner on 03/20/08 at 02:06 PM
So incredible. Very moving and touching. I think you already know what it is to love by writing these words. Beautiful.
|Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 03/21/08 at 06:09 AM
The unusual, powerful imagery, emotional intensity, the difficulty of the topic, and presence of this poem, the stark honest, the considered, developed clarity--all of this puts this into my favorites. Amazing progression. I love the "untouched by awfulness". Such a wonderful vision... (if only). The development and transformation of the "I" of this poem, through it all-- is obviously painful, and yet this poem-- most powerfully has the power to "stare him down", and satisfyingly triumph, as a result.
|Posted by Kristine Briese on 03/21/08 at 05:38 PM
Hey, look who made the top of the list! This is amazing, Aaron, brilliant in ways I never dreamed of. Congratulations!
|Posted by Angela Nuzzo on 03/26/08 at 08:07 AM
I had to log in just to add this to my favorites. Excellent use of the inner & outer universe metaphor. Beautiful words. I envision this poem on a backdrop of one of those amazing photos taken of a galaxy light years away. :)
|Posted by Laurie Blum on 04/23/08 at 01:09 PM
Excellently written! This reaches right into me.
|Posted by A. Paige White on 04/23/08 at 03:25 PM
This is such a gripping poem in so many ways; it puts the reader into the womb depths of poetry where uni-mega-verses struggle to be born. Congratulations on POTD. It is spectacular.
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/23/08 at 03:44 PM
I'm very glad to see this as POTD! It carries an enduring strength.
|Posted by Lauren Singer on 04/23/08 at 04:02 PM
wow. this is freakin incredible.
|Posted by Kristine Briese on 04/23/08 at 04:33 PM
This is just as gripping second time around. Congratulations on POTD!
|Posted by Charlie Morgan on 04/24/08 at 03:03 AM
...aaron, such a slice o' you that you let us take away and keep watch over, i was holding on by the second line and a ride i was on...and wishing all the time that i'd thought of some of your beautiful phrases...but i salute your turning lines like a champion bronc kicks up riders...charlie
|Posted by Marjorie Anne Reagan on 06/23/08 at 02:25 AM
This grips, bites and stirs the heart causing me to think life is like a rollercoaster making one think and wish for death at times but with forgivness, love and heaven are possible.
Amazing and awesome writing!
|Posted by Shossana Dreyfus on 03/21/10 at 08:17 AM
Damn ... it's about all I can say ... damn ...
|Posted by Nichole Fuji on 06/08/10 at 12:27 AM
intense- the first time i read my heart sank heavy ... rereading i had to take each line in slowly. awe-mazing work!
|Posted by Linda Fuller on 06/16/10 at 07:19 PM
Powerful poem - the last stanza is killing - into my favorites.