Poem: "Radiant Matter"

This poem came out of the Tuesday, January 5 Poetry Fishbowl.  It was inspired by prompts from ellenmillion and wyld_dandelyon.  It was selected in the generally sponsored poetry poll.

The plasma robots were beautiful --
The charge that powered them made them glow.
Their layers, like the wings of angels,
Were countless as they waved to and fro.

Who could have imagined such wonders
From the first feeble clanking of gears?
Not even the chembots could augur
What touched our sense of awe, not our fears.

The aurabots were kindled, not cast ...
We'll use them for better things, at last.