|
Sentient Elevation
by Alison McKenzieOnce buoyant singularities,
Our breath finally mingles,
Makes us total
More than the sum
Of all of our parts.
It’s just physics;
This much we know –
The gears of us
Match, notch for notch -
The energy squares,
And squares again.
No other affiliations
Have attained depth
Of these proportions.
No other love,
Once shared,
Has levitated such
Experience to flight.
The realized dream
Becomes the crescendo’d lyric
Of a billion unsung arias –
The music of our final,
Neoteric, transmutations.
12/02/2011 Author's Note: All of the changes are happening SO fast now!!!
Posted on 12/03/2011
Copyright © 2026 Alison McKenzie
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 12/03/11 at 10:52 AM I can feel the breathless speed of neurons flashing with inspiration in this and all your latest poems, Alison...the journey has awakened your muse at warp speed and to wonderful effect! |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/03/11 at 09:49 PM This certainly does seem to have a hurried, breathless quality to it, an eagerness to capture all the details as they're coming. Such a thing is often impossible, but this piece does a wonderful job of reminding us that it's worth trying anyway. Great stuff. |
|
