Satellite

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Contently Deranged Travelers


I'll always have my satellites.

Submitted: June 13, 2018

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Satellites pull my mind to life
Like the moon pulls on the ocean tide.
Such light upon the starless night
Shines just enough for another try.
 
The hopelessness and emptiness
Loops back from time to time,
But quick goodbyes won’t let me die;
So I stretch this glow of mine.
 
Run on, run on, a wandering son;
Cruel fate won’t catch me yet.
My destiny keeps the memory
Of the brighter lives I’ve met.
 
This hollow, bleakest sorrow
Has been and always will;
But at night I have my satellites
To give my soul its fill.


© Copyright 2018 M. A. Yacone. All rights reserved.

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