“I Wish I Were”


This is from the Daily Post’s Weekly Writing Challenge, to finish a sentence beginning with “I wish I were”:

I wish I were the sun on high

Witness to an eternity

Of twilights falling over Earth

And over humanity

Myself the roiling light that saw

Darkness take on form

Chaos nursing galaxies

While my body warmed

Time in another measure,

If I were this planet’s star

My lifespan made tangible

A light-year near and far

For I would know vast distances

And universal beauties

And after human empire

I would learn what is to be

© 2012, Elizabeth Cook

Everything in One Room


The whole world is in this room, and pieces of the universe too.  A sample of this, a section of that, all compressed and made manageable for eyes that see in the third dimension. Or the fourth, depending on your reasoning. I have at my fingertips a collage of continents and centuries.  Life in its many guises runs through the collection that I call past, present, and future; although life is one of Earth’s younger inventions it crowds the room with colour.

When I speak of life I gloss over the first prehistoric cells and think of the complex and the beautiful instead.  Plants of a hundred different climes are here. With roots in the floor and stems above baseboard-level there are lotus flowers, Venus flytraps, a baobab tree.  Carboniferous ferns and cacti rub shoulders with deadly nightshade.

Just above the greenery the moving creatures make their appearance. Continue reading “Everything in One Room”