Love the humor in this :)
I don't know, but sometimes I feel so blown around. :)
Clever, took me awhile to figure it out but was excited when I got there.
Very clever.
Transient, insubstantial, everything. Cyber reality feels that way.
This taking the prompt down to theAtomic level!Excellent.
"Powdered space" is so sonorously close to "powdered face"! Some fun punning, squishing the galaxy into a small enigma!
I prefer baby powder ;)
We all have stardust in our bones.Thanks for the poem.
Gemma, I never thought of powdered face while writing this!
I feel like that too often. Not sure that cyber space isn't powdered dust and we're all just specks, some specking more brightly at timesThanks for your wonderful comment. It's hard not being a mother in today's world, but somehow that's only discussed in infertility articles which....
I really enjoyed this, it's like a little cosmic in-joke...or maybe a big inter-galactic one.
sparkles of dust each alike, but surelyeach different--Thanks for the smile and the re-cognition!
Your poem is wonderful and very thought-provoking. I may have to find a sunbeam and watch some dust today.
"powdered space" -- what a fabulous phrase!
Hi Gautami, so that's where our e-mail goes when we hit Delete! Thanks!..
makes me feel shimmery! :)
You taking the piss?
:D
powdered space... hmmmnice...
It's too early for me for this...I'll come back after I've had my coffee. I like the words. Hmmm...Kat
Quite delightful!
What fun - a visual feeling!
I don't know what it is like, cause I am materialised light ... Good one, GT!Best wishesRalf
a digital koanplayful, full of wonder,powder to poems
I loved powdered space Tami. :)
Love the humor in this :)
ReplyDeleteI don't know, but sometimes I feel so blown around. :)
ReplyDeleteClever, took me awhile to figure it out but was excited when I got there.
ReplyDeleteVery clever.
ReplyDeleteTransient, insubstantial, everything. Cyber reality feels that way.
ReplyDeleteThis taking the prompt down to the
ReplyDeleteAtomic level!
Excellent.
"Powdered space" is so sonorously close to "powdered face"! Some fun punning, squishing the galaxy into a small enigma!
ReplyDeleteI prefer baby powder ;)
ReplyDeleteWe all have stardust in our bones.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the poem.
Gemma, I never thought of powdered face while writing this!
ReplyDeleteI feel like that too often. Not sure that cyber space isn't powdered dust and we're all just specks, some specking more brightly at times
ReplyDeleteThanks for your wonderful comment. It's hard not being a mother in today's world, but somehow that's only discussed in infertility articles which....
I really enjoyed this, it's like a little cosmic in-joke...or maybe a big inter-galactic one.
ReplyDeletesparkles of dust
ReplyDeleteeach alike, but surely
each different--
Thanks for the smile and the re-cognition!
Your poem is wonderful and very thought-provoking. I may have to find a sunbeam and watch some dust today.
ReplyDelete"powdered space" -- what a fabulous phrase!
ReplyDeleteHi Gautami, so that's where our e-mail goes when we hit Delete! Thanks!
ReplyDelete..
makes me feel shimmery! :)
ReplyDeleteYou taking the piss?
ReplyDelete:D
ReplyDeletepowdered space... hmmm
ReplyDeletenice...
It's too early for me for this...I'll come back after I've had my coffee. I like the words. Hmmm...
ReplyDeleteKat
Quite delightful!
ReplyDeleteWhat fun - a visual feeling!
ReplyDeleteI don't know what it is like, cause I am materialised light ...
ReplyDeleteGood one, GT!
Best wishes
Ralf
a digital koan
ReplyDeleteplayful, full of wonder,
powder to poems
I loved powdered space Tami. :)
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