Spinning Gene Pools

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In nature’s mould in seething seas

in orbits set by fine degrees

describing circles wide and high

Its course through black eternal sky

a measurement of prophesies

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With effortless revolving ease 

the fulcrum spins with energies

to fabricate and modify

in nature’s mould

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The Garden sown with expertise

unique with species It conceives

the conscious mind can never spy 

the ghost unseen goes gliding by

enacting with its certainties

in nature’s mould

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About garth

I'm an indie author ardently writing fiction and you’ll notice a leaning towards Egypt. The book in the cooker right now is called The River Through. Hatsepsut features strong as an ancient enigma bringing her people back to pure after a sullying occupation by the Hyksos. I like these desert ancestors who dragged great chunks of stone for miles to build runways for god. Religion was a major preoccupation always. Magic was mixed in, sometimes called miracles. Christian and Hebrew testaments carried it over. Egyptians weren’t bothered with a history list based on sequential record keeping so there are numerous and bewildering gaps. A definite plus for the fiction writer. (Colouring in the spaces.) Bio: I am very tall and many people call me a freak (and laugh) so a slight chip on the shoulder but thick skinned - not impervious. Lots of short people out there who aren’t pleased to be little too. Given the choice, I’d keep length. Upbringing I am thankful because, during my life I have found many people who weren't so blessed so thanks mum and dad for pulling me out of the lucky dip. Two sisters and a brother, all of them cleverer than me or so they think. A wife who loves me - thanks Gill xxxx Two daughters, a yoga teacher and a nurse who don't quite hate me but we are moving in that direction as I tread heavier with advice. Lovely grandchildren who will develop into super beings if they maintain the current progress. A cat called Squeezely who has finally learned to evacuate his bowels outside. Buster the darling dog with a sensitive way and an over-exuberance for affection but we all let him take us down for licking. He's big. Occupation: Education first: Good military school that chased out the bad in me I can tell you. No-one put a polish on a boot better but it was enjoyable in retrospect. Not at the time though. Art college next and enlightenment - the world was a better place afterwards. Self employed antique furniture and restoration - very enjoyable and fulfilling but not overflowing financially. We did okay and we prospered.
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7 Responses to Spinning Gene Pools

  1. Hayley says:

    Wow I love this! The combination of assonance and iambic meter makes your poem roll off the tongue with ‘ease’ (yes that was an intentional play on the assonance in your poem) hehe 😉 thank you for sharing!

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  2. ruthlakes says:

    Wow, so beautiful. It has left footprints on my mind.

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    • garth says:

      Very good of you to take the time to tell me and I am especially glad to share this beautiful and global experience of love through poetry

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  3. Measurement of prophecies is when ‘astronomy’ tends towards ‘astrology’. Is it really a sci-fi theme or something more ethereal? Great flow and apt phrases.

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    • garth says:

      The mystery of creation in a big universe waiting to flower. Given the right circumstances dependent on the position of the host planet

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  4. What a beautiful poem, so deep and meaningful!
    The assonance in your poem made it even more wonderful! 🙂

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