Poem -

DIMINISHED

There is a charge
Electric tingle
In the air
All around
Upon the ground 
Where I stand
Diminished
I am....
Voyeur
Interloper
Inconsequential

The night is it's own
Awash with oceans of stars
Glittering ice points
Stark eerie beauty
Belonging only to itself
Already owned
Copyrighted
Not to we, not to me
I am voyeur
Interloper
Inconsequential

It's desolate vastness
Impossible 
Indifferent
Alien
A Death wrapped up
In all beauty's might
Unholy space that romances 
our sight
It reminds me
I am voyeur
Interloper
Inconsequential

I am less than invisible
Less than a speck
A fleeting moment
In the cosmos of time
And as I stand 
In the blackness
Of our planets cold night
I am filled up 
With fear
With terror

And fright.
Marion Price (2019)

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Tony Taylor

Hi MARION!!.....I like the word choices here.... they help create a tone that works well in conveying the darkness & fear that bleed into the idea of "DIMINISHED"...... but mostly I think its the flow created by your phrasing that I found most creative!!......ALL STARS!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo ?❤

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Marion

Thankyou Tony, truly, for reading and commenting and for the input, appreciated always ?

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