Space-time Poems

Space-time poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of space-time poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on space-time are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Meeting God In The Mind As My Spacetime Equal

Meeting God In The Mind As My Spacetime Equal short poem

Infrangible God! And frangible I! O, would we are not Bound as one mindedly eyed Spacetime knot! Parallel minds cross voids as pens That cut as swords! In our déjà vu head portends Spacetime discords; Plural mind! I tire of

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Wanderlust

Wanderlust short poem

Beneath this yonder twinkling isle I laid down for a while; Amidst this firmamental lea I saw a pulsar shine with glee. Soon I ventured into a dream and saw the lign aloes gleam ; a foreigner to this lonesome

Chasing The Clock

Chasing The Clock short poem

Sitting here waiting while the clock face chases forward my memories bewildered and twisted, with unborn thoughts… Seeing things I’ve waited for all these years just go by as tear drops now, like a paper book each page is turned,

Poems containing references to : Space-time

Space And Time.

Space And Time. prose poem

Einstein called it spacetime, opposite sides of the same coin. The Universe is expanding. In fact, science says the expansion is speeding up. But what is it expanding into? Time gives us a clue. What is time expanding into? Yesterday

Vessels

Vessels prose poem

We are but vessels of the creator, within, the culmination. The culmination of the creators experiment. How we look, what color, what sex, what nationality, irrelevant. What we produce is what matters, what we bring to the table. Has the

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Ghost Town

Ghost Town long poem

Standing among the ruins of what Used to be a thriving little gold fever town I swore I heard music and laughter coming From the half-moon saloon, I walked around But nobody could be found still I could of Sworn

My Love

My Love short poem

My love is like a sparkling star That’s newly born in every moment O my love is like a melody That’s sweetly played in flute So sweet and pure love is yours That’s why so deep in love I’m I

Headlines For A Grim Thursday

Headlines For A Grim Thursday long poem

The Koreans are trading artillery shots a few more young lives shredded all those safe old crows remaking nests eyes so dark you can’t see them when they shift focus you think they’re watching your hands until you feel a

Reflections

Reflections short poem

There was a time when I sat still. Soaking in unavoidable truth. Choosing instead to sit and bathe in a world of thought. The sun peeked through the window, concerned by the calmness that struck my lips. A sudden grip

Friendship

Friendship short poem

If you are my friend you would always believe in what I say We would bite from the same orange even if we know That stones disappear and waters remain Even if I read Heidegger and Kierkegaard and I dislike

Death And Dust

Death And Dust short poem

Looking beyond the window I always wanted to shut my eyes. No sky could hold my head. I did’t want to see the innocent smiles vanishing from the moulded faith. The smell of burning leaves waftes through the catacomb of

Locked Door

Locked Door short poem

You were my Hopeless Love Story, You meant the world to me Now you aren’t here, Yet you’re so near Why did you do this, What was the point? Is this what you wanted? Was this your fate? All along,

When In Rome

When In Rome long poem

Uptown or downtown somebody Wants to touch your body Somebody wants to get a little Naughty so who ever you’re with May not be your fantasy lover but When you have a rock hard, hard on It tends to have

A Simple Smile And A Sweet Hello

A Simple Smile And A Sweet Hello long poem

There was a girl about the same age as I I could tell from her posture and her absent voice that she was very shy. Did I go to her and offer my friendship? No I just walked away the

Never Alone

Never Alone long poem

I see my Lord’s face in the scattered leaves of autumn Hear His voice in the rustle as they move with the afternoon breeze I feel His gentle touch in the mystic eastern winds from Santa Ana Warm and dry

Soliloquy

Soliloquy short poem

Falling leaves, drifting in the wind….. tears of joy, looking behind, hard to forget, so much to remember. soliloquy: sea waves to the sand, washed your feet, hard to forget. tonight, I am asleep with you, in my heart.in my

Timeless Beauty

Timeless Beauty short poem

‘She smiles sweetly, like morning light As gentle winds and radiant sun Cast fragrance on this day of bright Her cheerful eyes so full of fun Like drifting leaf on starry night A pleasing sight to everyone Her graceful charm

Dig The Floor Of The Moon

Dig The Floor Of The Moon short poem

A fear stalks me on the road. Sun was very aloof and cold. Cannot stop the decline, give me prayers of your lips. You talk of dark children dying when I was losing consciousness. Will not question the ink of

What have you come to be

What have you come to be short poem

Have you had that feeling when you wish you were gone, far away on the fluffy cloud? Have you had the want, to meet acceptance draped in undress? Have you had the need to make love with destiny, on the

Cortile Of Old House

Cortile Of Old House ballad

Along with their desolate fortune, Old parents waiting for their unsparing children, Who left them in the barren garden, For the sake of their ambitions, They omit them between the world, When they needed love and care, They gifted them

Span Of Life

Span Of Life short poem

I bloomed like a flower in the wood- the bees and flies danced around me. they tried to touch my face.. but the wind protected me the sun looked at me it was too harsh and hot the moon stared

Chessboard

Chessboard short poem

dark matters are floating like bowls made of leaves spilling hunger, make me upset, figures moving like ghosts wrenching out the fish plates from rails, nothing will move now except the eyebrows of stone faces, bodhisattvas sitting in scorching sun,

Sun Kissed

Sun Kissed prose poem

I once dreamt of a land and a time that were entrenched by the beauty and the beast. The beast did not attempt to cause me to fear, nor did the beauty charm me to bow to its demands. Both

Music, The Dance Of Waves

Music, The Dance Of Waves short poem

On the shore of soul she rises as a tide, The dried sand that is hot and burning, Lo it’s wet and now it’s turning, In the dreamy eyes of a smiling bride, She is now a rainbow of seven

An Ode To Girlhood

An Ode To Girlhood short poem

If these walls could speak they would tell you, The tale of sweet girlhood Of wild hair and bright eyes Heartache and sacred ties Whispered secrets-too many to tell A purple wall and a cow bell Woes and delights in

Love Is

Love Is short poem

Love is… A flower that blooms inside the heart, But its fragrance spread far open wide, A star that shines brightly in the sky, But visible in twinkle of the eye. Love is… A unique combination of infinite feelings, Feelings

Gone Are Those Days

Gone Are Those Days long poem

Gone are those days when We didn’t need to think about calories before eating. We didn’t have to plan everything in advance. We didn’t have to decide what to wear for a party. We didn’t have to check before speaking.

Soul Stuck Human

Soul Stuck Human short poem

I stand by the corners In the dark alleys By the stone walls By the dead-ends I stand by the corners By the walls of the homes One that is darker Than usual I scare you, plot your murder To

I Live

I Live long poem

It was dark it was dread! It’s a place of death in death; Hole in hole of wholesome hole It was a place, full of dole- Penciled picture past damn hell: Seemed it vague, which eyes can’t tell But the

This Cup

This Cup short poem

When the man I love lay dying I sat beside him alone crying I knew in my heart he’d soon be gone That I’d have to face this world alone I could feel my heart it was breaking I was

Between The Names

Between The Names short poem

To delegate death, a mirror condenses the human sorrow with an unclouded penury. The suffering competes with debt and pain, to find the difference between just and unjust. Prayer was not the full answer to cross the beyond of starvation.

Safe Haven

Safe Haven short poem

To my cocoon I wish to return To the safety of my nest. To the womb that nurtured me Where I had long been in blissful unawareness With eyes shut tight Fists clenched too Yet to feel , see and

Flowering Development Through The Y Chromosome

Flowering Development Through The Y Chromosome long poem

I am a beautiful man though once I was an ugly boy worms split at the advance of my sneakers they knew what was coming I never shared chocolate turned sour to spite me this is no caterpillar and cocoon

Into The Rain

Into The Rain short poem

Everytime I see the rain, I remember our joys, laughters, and tears, Our sadness, sorrows and pain. Our joy of laughing outside, While our sorrows crying inside. At the pouring rain, we laugh and cry, We run and run under

Axilla

Axilla short poem

well past closing all the glasses dirty no one’s gone home despite the bruised air ceiling fans limping round the woman at the mic is no longer singing just making music erecting sand dunes it’s gymnastics on the stage they

My All Time “favorite”

My All Time favorite short poem

So many tethering smiles around, They are none compared to what I once found; Your love to me was like a Gatorade, As I considered you as my all time favorite. It was a magic that I experienced once, As

The Black Forest

The Black Forest long poem

Well I am no stranger to the kiss of death … the closer the sun sets I can hear you calling to me creature of the night where the winter roses grow in the cold, icy wind and falling snow…

One Man

One Man short poem

Whoa oh baby ain’t I still your #1 Man do I still make you feel safe and warm when you are in my arms, do I still turn you on every time we touch, ain’t I still the one and

Jake’s House

Jakes House short poem

There was a man whose name was Jake Who had a house upon the lake Every morning he would wake And for breakfast have a piece of cake He had a private fishing hole; He always used a long cane

The Hands Of A Smoker

The Hands Of A Smoker short poem

My nails chowed down and raw from the fear of a life that I have not really lived, a life without purpose. A cigarette sits between my lips, holding it between my fingers as if every drag I take will

Living

Living short poem

They didn’t fear the violence in the sky Rare in Seattle, a dark parade of corybantic Beasts where there’s often a light grey Ceiling. It came on in a pinwheel, blotting Every point on the rose in its turn before