Kate here again
I've finally been able to take a couple of days off work and get away to the countryside.
Taking the time to think, do a bit of writing and basically take it easy and calm frazzled nerves :0).
WILDsound Writing and Film Festival Review
I put the poem below in to the poetry section of the above's website and they very kindly showcased it on their webpage.
They have lots of sections, Poetry, short stories, films, directing, TV programme items, screenplays etc., and it's free to enter.
Why don't you have a look?
There maybe something you want to have a go at or submit a piece of work to.
Have a go - nothing ventured, nothing gained.
Details of their short story entry is below my poem.
Good Luck xx
Dark Matter Brain
While I
slept, I saw a holographic image
Of the
road map of a brain.
It was mostly
water and a network of billions of tiny nerve endings.
Held
together by a membrane the thickness of a pancake.
Like a
saline battery powered pc attached to a meat robot.
I
thought, as I saw this slowly spinning vision -
With the
amount of ‘space’ in between the membrane and electrons
Could
this equate to the dark matter in actual Space?
What if
each person had an alternate universe in their head?
So perceptions
of our world would be different to each of us
We may
view our surroundings
Through
the ‘looking glass’ of a cranial universe
Each
one, giving a different perspective
A
different outcome for actions chosen and actions taken
And
within this space there is a better and worse version of yourself,
Making
different decisions with different realities as a result
Rippling
through time and space in ways we could never comprehend
Like
ripples on a pool, that sits within a river, which runs through a sea
Which is
surrounded by a boundless eternal ocean
A dark
matter brain enveloped within a small calcium box
An
infinite space within a three dimensional prison
© Kate McClelland 2015
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