Landlords of the Universe

A Poem by Fabrice Poussin

They trapped the universe in their little heads
in black and in white and a trillion hues of blues
a crowd of senses playing hopscotch like children
on the infinite pathways of their galaxies.

Holding hands to eternity in light garments of milky
silk of white, starry dust and tails of gentle comets
tiny toes juggle in the midst of godly particles
but a giggle echoes joys anchored in the sum of eons.

Sharing immense wealth in subtle duplicates
they tilt waves of gold and red to a single ocean
hearts filled of one creamy flow like so many berries
all lives within in unstoppable motion, all else stilled.

Fabrice Poussin teaches French and English at Shorter University. Author of novels and poetry, his work has appeared in Kestrel, Symposium, The Chimes, and dozens of other magazines. His photography has been published in The Front Porch Review, the San Pedro River Review and more than 200 other publications. 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s