Saturday, July 2, 2011


Poetic Bloomings prompt "Deep Space Nine"

Borrowed a line from "Space Oddity"

From "My Tin Can Far Above the Moon"

From "my tin can far above the moon"
I have room to roam and bloom.
Not boxed in by the gravity and haste
that fills up all the space in planet Earth.
Up here I can spread my wings and search.
I turn and shift and sommersault.
Weightless grace at every turn.

Without Borders

From space
there are no borders
to trace
with my finger.
No color-coded
My map skills
are obsolete.
Below me all
I see
are blurs of
blue and green.
A harmonious

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