Tiny little planets Spin aimlessly in their fixed orbits Concerned only with what occurs on their own surface As they travel blissfully oblivious to the worlds they go hurtling past on a daily basis
Until one day they look up And notice another lonely planet passing close And everything is forever changed As gravity takes control
They are pulled closer and closer Helpless but not wanting to be helped They are drawn together until their surfaces touch And their worlds collide in a flash of brilliance
The result can be the most beautiful thing they have ever experienced *Or the most horrific.
Poem 5 in my "7 Poems in 7 Days" self-challenge. The bonus challenge is to make every title a school subject. Even though the challenge is almost over, I'd love for some of you to join in.