Satellite

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


I'll always have my satellites.


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.


Submitted: June 14, 2018

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ChristopherErick

This is beautiful. Just beautiful. It depicts a certain subject that gives one's life completion. The words are sensational and flow with vivid imagery. Outstanding .

Thu, June 14th, 2018 4:44am

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Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Thu, June 14th, 2018 6:08am

Bert Broomberg

Wonderful poem.

Thu, June 14th, 2018 11:35am

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Thank you!

Thu, June 14th, 2018 6:08am

hullabaloo22

What is it about the night that comforts us from the harsh reality of day. Beautifully put, M.A.!

Thu, June 14th, 2018 7:35pm

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Why does it, indeed? Thank you!

Thu, June 14th, 2018 5:35pm

T. E. Jackson

Beautifully written M. Paints a truly spectacular picture in my mind.

Fri, June 15th, 2018 7:03am

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Thank you, T. Your words flatter me.

Fri, June 15th, 2018 6:53am

tom mcmullen

I enjoyed this one!

Sat, June 16th, 2018 9:04am

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Thank you!

Sat, June 16th, 2018 3:17am

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