Poem - 15 April 2021, 18:19

Sprites

Sprites
in the
machine.
Counting
out infinite
realities.
Infinite
possibilities.
Sprites,
existing
cross realms.
Wafting
effortlessly
betwixt
and between.
Sprites
eternal,
pausing
for a
while.
Etching
out time.
Carving
out space.
A place
to occupy
hole up.
Spend time.
Exist for
awhile.
Experiencing.
Once done
dematerializing,
moving on.
Moving on
to once
again
sail the
ethereal
realms
of forever.
Till pausing
once more.
Again and
again.

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The fish of the sea15 April 2021, 18:28

I love the double meaning of the word sprites. It can mean spirits, but it can also mean programmable entities.... I am really interested in where you are going with your new trains of thought John. Entering new waters with a unique creativity that hasn't been covered by many artists before. Keep writing my friend! I'd really love to see where this river takes you!! Fab poem

John Prophet15 April 2021, 19:18

Thank you kindly Fish.

Gwendoline15 April 2021, 21:36

I loved reading this. As Fish says it conjures up a couple of meanings. I could think of the intricate workings of our universe, the spirits roll within that. But I could also think of binary code, and the ever extending cyber world. There are theories that is all this is...code. Got my brain thinking John and I always love that

Gwen :)

John Prophet16 April 2021, 11:23

Thank you Gwen....