It is not imaginary

I do not imagine my soul
it is not imaginary. it’s as real as an acorn.
if you imagine my soul

think of an acorn imploding like a Big Bang
infinite stars vacuumed in
toward a colossal center

ultimate source pulses out
the sea and the froth and the mist
to no known boundary

a handful of runes
is the journey
of this acorn
whose shell
and modest hat will

– Deirdre LaPenna (© 2010)

Published by kind permission of the author.

Other poems by Deirdre LaPenna


About niebla

I wish to remain clear of details. My words shall lift the veil.
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3 Responses to It is not imaginary

  1. Please accept your Sunshine Award. Keep touching hearts and minds.


  2. Felicity says:

    This is brilliant.
    Thanks for sharing. 🙂

  3. wow that’s amazing, thanks for sharing

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