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space
by Mary Frances Spencerabove our atmosphere
unlimited darkness
countless stars
earthbound matter so
mired
square footage
we breathe move live
empty mansions
or curbside under yesterday’s paper
cultural territories
subway sardines packed together
desert highways whistle lonely wind
and in between
hands clasp hearts
reading text from the other side
of this war
electric
connections
inside and out
echo touch
resonate love
into the infinite beyond
03/04/2009 Author's Note: I am inspired by Alison's latest explorations of "Space" and so many ways to go with this thread....hmmm this is just a quick idea really... MFS
Posted on 03/05/2009
Copyright © 2023 Mary Frances Spencer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 03/05/09 at 01:29 PM I like this one too m'lady, nicely done! I just hope text messaging doesn't replace touch! |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 03/05/09 at 03:28 PM ...mFs, i remembered ali's 'space' pome and when i saw this, and it by you, i read it with glee...you touched so many of my buttons, loved the in/out/zig-zagging of the thoughts you cause... |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/05/09 at 05:00 PM Who can say? Great stuff. |
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