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My Mote Of Dust

One can look at a cooling cinder
in awe
of it's once brilliance

The way I now look at your kinder
face
in my remembrance

The one corner of my Universe
I know for sure
the Laws of Nature
conspired
to transcend
the physical bounds of my life

I know my value
you showed me
that in our cosmic neighbourhood
I was unique

Our mote of dust
is the only place
where love exists

Last few words: 
A Love Letter to my Dad...RIP
Editing stage: 

Comments

The first one I've read
I quote
I'm a poet remote

Whatever, it doesn't matter, this is a lovely, profound piece of work.
Thank you for sharing it.

cheers,
Jess
Neopoet Managing Directors, with Richard (themoonman)

I especially like the last line.

I was not sure of this stanza
"the Laws of Nature
conspired
to transcend
the physical bounds of my life"

As an abstract reader, i do not have a reference for what that means.

Losing a father, as I have too, causes us to have a continuous dialogue with him in our heads for the rest of our lives. I think you have captured an aspect of that universal.

Eumolpus
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
ee cummings

nice poem carefully constructed, I like your use of words

always remember to make a critique of other poems
using the hoe is not madness for nothing

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