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. 

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Posted on October 19, 2017, in #am writing (and all things writing related) and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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