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May 28
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Nightheart

Caravan of stars

We were stargazing the other night
when we saw something that wasn't right 
against the starry, starry, lights. 

A train of sixty satellites were 
drifting in the sky that night and 
my father and my cousins complained, 
said it would ruin 

the night sky. 

A lot of people are saying that, 
that this will ruin the night sky. 

And I looked up, 
and I thought....

how beautiful it is to know 
that we are out there, 
that we can go, 
out to the stars and maybe beyond, 
a little movement among the stars, 

and if I look up one day 
and see that the night sky is alive 
I don't think I'll be suprised, 
I'll look up at the stars and smile 
and know that humans are out there. 

Chunks of metal among burning fire, 
crude constructions of wires and lights, 
satellites that shimmer and twirl, 
a caravan across the Milky Way 
that looks like spilled sand. 

So I won't be upset when one day, 
I look up and everything has changed, 
I think I'll enjoy the sight of life where we thought 
nothing could fight 
to be alive. 

Look up, 
look up, 
the whole world's changed 
things move and twist 
among a dead backdrop 
look up, 
look up, 
if we can get out there, 
who says there are not others 
seeing things moving 
around a tiny planet, 
and saying 

there, 

there is life. 
 
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  1. LadyMidnight
    May 28, 2019

    This poem is one of my favorites of yours that I have read. Just the way you present gives me goosebumps. The kind you get when you're reading words and there just beautiful. Beautiful.

    "There is nothing to writing. All you have to do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed." - Ernest Hemmingway

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  1. startingterminal96
    May 28, 2019

    I really like this! Sometimes I see too many pieces that are all about the environment and against things such as light pollution. Instead this poem points out the bright side of our technology. Somehow, you still manage to keep the dreamy, ethereal mood at the same time too. I love <3

    Isabel Chen

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