Fractal Poem
There has never been another I
Serendipitous heir to DNA
Recombinant from primordial stew
Behold my universe, beyond Newton and Kant
Boldly positing black holes, dark matter and quarks
Here dreams seduce, unfettered by reason and law
Another I has there been, is there, will there be?
What brew, where, who?
Beyond Einstein, Heisenberg, and Shrődinger?
Folding back upon itself, leading nowhere, everywhere, yesterday, tomorrow?
This piece was created for the MSP Music and Art Contest. My entry isn't really a poem or art--it's kind of mixed media. The picture and the words work together, I hope with disturbing effect. The picture was derived from a more prosaic image on Pixabay by Marisa04.
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I resized, fractaled and bordered to match the disquieting effect of my words.
This post has been voted on from MSP3K courtesy of @isaria from the Minnow Support Project ( @minnowsupport ).
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A mesmerizing word play
Not really a poem, like yours, but an idea expressed in verse.
Prose poetry is poetry too.