Inner-Outer Space #poetry #2020aprpad

Prompt: write a space poem

Inner-Outer Space

This much is true:
a solar system dwells
deep within
but no milky way defines me

no sandy beaches
nor blue skies and powder-puff clouds
no evergreen mountain tops
nor deep-rust canyon walls
no silvered glass cities
nor patchwork quilted farmlands

I’m not ruled by Roman guardians
twinkling down from indigo heavens
the Hunter does not keep me fed
nor the Seven Sisters dance for me

This much is true:
My true home is distant
visible year ’round with aid
but in Autumn, she masterfully roams

quartz cliffs rise toward lavender skies
turquoise waves crash upon rose-pink beaches
icy blue dragons soar, breath angelic chords
pale binary suns dance by day
luminous moons shimmer by night

All is crystalline
homes and roads polished, smoothed
ice berries and honey nurture us
We, the keepers of galactic tomes

This much is true:
mission-bound, I wait out my fate
sustain this body, this life
’til death calls me home

Inner space becomes outer
Andromeda awaits

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