Free-floating photon
Fired along the optic fiber
Reflected ad infinitum
An EM-wave sea diver

Pulses pushed in pairs
Concentric overlapping spheres
Emergent lumen patterns
The space that neither clears

Unfiltered filigree
Now rotate and repolarize
Refraction iterated
Until homogenized

The only way to shade the glare of everything you know
Is be absorbed and re-emitted in diffusive glow.

…Slightly Uncomfortably Warm.

…Hungry (During A Meeting).

…Significantly More Attractive Than Anyone Else In The Group, To The Point Of Being Awkward.

My mind seems to have pulled the “light” back out of the title, although there’s still a hint of a lack of choices in the poem that might just qualify as “unbearable”.

Bonus haiku:

The worst one can think
Locked in smiling ritual
Is it my turn yet?

Part of Poem-a-Day 2015. Title donated by Tony P.

This entry was posted on September 01, 2015 and is filed under Creativity. Tags: Poetry, Science, Haiku, Poem-a-day 2015