She smiled at Nothing
as Music stirred Creation;
Nothing smiled back
as Destruction stalked her wake;
Love stirred in the space between
their sinuous dance.
* To hear it: Creation and Destruction, by Chris Galford
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Wow. Awesome poem. I’ll return!
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Thank you! I’m glad you liked.
I really liked this…especially the line “love stirred the space between” such a comment on life and death.
Such a short line we walk between the two…we must make the most of it that we may.
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Terse yet powerful…. thanks for sharing this
Nice to meet you ~
The pleasure’s all mine!
And out of the chaos, both are found! Depth within these few words to keep the mind in play, allowing the reader (me) to enjoy what isn’t said almost as much as what it. And out of the ashes they will be born again.
nice…love stirred in between…and love wins man….glad you joined in today…tight write…
music stirred creation…it really does..and sometimes creation and destruction can be so close together…cool to see you at the pub chris…we should take a beer and talk a bit when it’s getting a bit more quiet…smiles
It would be my pleasure, Claudia. Always up for a chat with such esteemed company!
I want to fold this poem up and tuck into a secret place…taking it with me when I go…
As ever, you honor me with your sweet words, Annie. And make good ideas as well – pocket poems, it sounds like a nice thing to partake of…
“Love stirred in the space between
their sinuous dance.”
well said!
Brahma creates, Vishnu dances and Shiva destroys – whirlwind tour of everything in six lines, excellent work.
Loved it all, but especially the last line..
So much tension here. And love.
Good work, Chris.
‘their sinuous dance’… man that is such a closure. Glad you’re still around Chris. Onwards we go into a bright new future, eh?
Cheers brother
Most assuredly! Ever forward, into the dawning and the lines of majesty. Glad you liked the piece, Luke, and glad you’re still about as well. I know I’m not one to go quietly into that good night.
Yes I saw it like a double helix – the dance of life – and the allusion too, to cummings “Anyone lived in a pretty how town, with up so floating many bells down”. Tight, compact and revealing. The work of a fine poet. Glad you came by to lift a glass today and join us at the pub. Thanks.
One word for you Chris: Beautiful
Definitely a moebius effect going on, as Gay says, and the space in between is what defines the dance floor. Excellent and succinct piece, as always here at your place, Chris. So glad we’ll still be meeting across a poem.
Tension in just a few short lines, excellent dance with words!
In the space between is where all the fun occurs, wondferful play on words with this one. Love oh she just smiled at nothing, then it became something.
scary and mysterious.
My mother used to always say to me, “Katherine, look the for the beauty in the spaces in between” When I read your poem, this came flooding back to the old memory banks. What lies between really does matter… this was short, sweet & deep. Loved it!
So concise, so powerful, so full of meaning.
Chris – thanks for all your work and time and commitment at OSP. We were all the beneficiaries.
I love strong brevity like this. “love stirred the spaces in between” is so all-encompassing. Beautiful work.
mesmerizing description, the start, the end, and what lies in-between.