Another Creation Myth
Winning Entry by QueenC
Moonbow
In the night he speaks: of tearing delusions down, creating an empty box and
refilling it with big probabilities.
In the night I think: the human soul’s taken a tumble. amidst the loss of petal throwers, celebrants, incense burners,
methodist missionaries with their grand songs, candle lighters, prayers, and Indian gurus.
And what about all those illuminated saints? Or prophets ascending, descending, walking the face of the earth.
Or Rainbow serpents colouring the world red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet?
these distillers of myth— for the millions who cling to a creation story.
In the night I stare: into hollow black as a moonbow
lights up the lunar corner
throws a few naturalist ideas my way; spins a galaxy tale or two of how things might
have started in a big bang
it lures me into my cellular self—
igniting a nuclear reaction of hot gases stuck together—
my pattern forming in random acts of copulation
across the never end of patient cosmos time
In the night I dream: Gaga with immensity
pale lights switching on across my face,
tweaking synapses of hope -
for even without a Santa there are presents.
In the night he speaks: of tearing delusions down, creating an empty box and
refilling it with big probabilities.
In the night I think: the human soul’s taken a tumble. amidst the loss of petal throwers, celebrants, incense burners,
methodist missionaries with their grand songs, candle lighters, prayers, and Indian gurus.
And what about all those illuminated saints? Or prophets ascending, descending, walking the face of the earth.
Or Rainbow serpents colouring the world red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet?
these distillers of myth— for the millions who cling to a creation story.
In the night I stare: into hollow black as a moonbow
lights up the lunar corner
throws a few naturalist ideas my way; spins a galaxy tale or two of how things might
have started in a big bang
it lures me into my cellular self—
igniting a nuclear reaction of hot gases stuck together—
my pattern forming in random acts of copulation
across the never end of patient cosmos time
In the night I dream: Gaga with immensity
pale lights switching on across my face,
tweaking synapses of hope -
for even without a Santa there are presents.
Featured Entry by Shay Rose
I Am, Am I?
A dweller of forest
Puts her hand to the wall
And presses the ochre in.
She is, she is, she is.
A binary creation
Steals all that it can touch
And tries to create art.
The hands are all wrong.
A dweller of forest
Puts her hand to the wall
And presses the ochre in.
She is, she is, she is.
A binary creation
Steals all that it can touch
And tries to create art.
The hands are all wrong.
Featured Entry by KareninHove
m
me
mmm
hum
me humming
me hearing
Sound
me
me seeing
Light
me
feel
me feeling
Touch
me
me tasting
Taste
sweet sour bitter
I am
I know
I float weightless... in what?
I grow
I have no end
I am light I am sound I am matter
What else is there?
There is nothing
I am alone
Empty space surrounds me
I need
I need something
Energy strums through me
It leaves me in flashes of light and matter
These fly from me
I will call them stars
They are myriad
They move together, gather, explode, implode
Become solid
Each one a giant burning mass
Around it lumps of matter
They circle it
They become spheres
They spin
They are rock
They are air
They are water
Elements form
Amino acids, proteins
Forming cells
They divide
They form organisms
These live, grow, change, die
They come from seeds, from spores
They settle
Other creatures come
They live, they move, they eat what is there
The creatures make more in their own likeness
They are myriad like the stars
Some live in earth, some in water, some in air
They are huge, they are large, they are small, they are tiny
They are diverse
Some come from eggs
Some hide their flesh within a shell
Some have bone within and flesh outside
These make more creatures within themselves
The new creatures eat what is there
They grow, reproduce and die
Their bodies return to earth and nourish it
Eons pass
More creatures emerge, change, grow and die
More eons pass
The creatures start to act with purpose
They know each other
They speak to each other
They wonder at the world around them
Together they change the world
They look for meaning
Imagine a being who created them
They imagine me
Now I know who I am
I am god
me
mmm
hum
me humming
me hearing
Sound
me
me seeing
Light
me
feel
me feeling
Touch
me
me tasting
Taste
sweet sour bitter
I am
I know
I float weightless... in what?
I grow
I have no end
I am light I am sound I am matter
What else is there?
There is nothing
I am alone
Empty space surrounds me
I need
I need something
Energy strums through me
It leaves me in flashes of light and matter
These fly from me
I will call them stars
They are myriad
They move together, gather, explode, implode
Become solid
Each one a giant burning mass
Around it lumps of matter
They circle it
They become spheres
They spin
They are rock
They are air
They are water
Elements form
Amino acids, proteins
Forming cells
They divide
They form organisms
These live, grow, change, die
They come from seeds, from spores
They settle
Other creatures come
They live, they move, they eat what is there
The creatures make more in their own likeness
They are myriad like the stars
Some live in earth, some in water, some in air
They are huge, they are large, they are small, they are tiny
They are diverse
Some come from eggs
Some hide their flesh within a shell
Some have bone within and flesh outside
These make more creatures within themselves
The new creatures eat what is there
They grow, reproduce and die
Their bodies return to earth and nourish it
Eons pass
More creatures emerge, change, grow and die
More eons pass
The creatures start to act with purpose
They know each other
They speak to each other
They wonder at the world around them
Together they change the world
They look for meaning
Imagine a being who created them
They imagine me
Now I know who I am
I am god
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