Sunday, 4 April 2010

NaPoWriMo #4 - At the edge of outerspace



At the edge of outerspace

Pulling 5 Gs in the upper troposphere
he reminds himself how easy it would be,
how flimsy this all is, to punch a hole
straight through to outerspace.

No-one would notice at first except
all the greenest tips of the tallest trees
would start to flutter, break free and travel upwards
towards the hole. Soon clothes from drying lines
and paper waste would gust up too, and whole plants
with their root foundations waving.
Eventually, with one last gasp
of the escaping oxygen, our own bodies
drifting up and out, we’d look down
at a barren world in wonder
of what kept us there so long.

4 comments:

  1. nicely done.....thanks for sharing your words

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  2. Hi, Sophie. Loved it! "their root foundations waving" is a great image. My latest is 'Griefsong' at www.gregoconnell.com (Find NaPoWriMo 2010 in the top menu bar) I look forward to your next... Greg =)

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  3. Ah, you're all too kind. Thank you!

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