Kibo*
We still see stars shine
when they are gone. So we can
see you in your dark.
.
A patch of clear floor,
in a crowded, messy room
clears space in my mind.
.
You may feel alone
but orbiting you are those
who can pull you close.
.
Galaxies form from
words on a page, opening
up more world to me.
.
A shout, the void hears.
Fall onto a black hole and
friction makes you shine.
.
One small step for most
is a massive leap for some.
Cheer ev-er-y inch.
.
Astronauts need teams
to stay safe in the expanse
of space. There’s as much
.
unexplored in our
brains. Humanity wants to
find others like us.
.
‘Living with’ is a
mantra for alien thoughts
that invade. Come in
.
Peace not pieces, pick
up the flag. I was here. We
shall live together.
.
*nickname for the Japanese Science module on the ISS. Means hope.
Written back in April – shared tonight to remind myself whilst struggling.
Posted on October 19, 2017, in #am writing (and all things writing related) and tagged #amwriting, Hope, Kibo, Mental health, Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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