Comsonautic Love

Incomplete overtures, whistfully played but rarely heard, left my heart for you
 
Songs best left unsung found tunes, and poetry found phrasing for you
A million missions to the farthest reaches of the galaxy left me for you
Unrealized, these are merely gestures
 
Handily shared with the universe, today
cold
unwelcoming
unfriendly and forevermore lonely
 
I am a cosmonaut in an outpost
Northeastern Siberia isn’t such a bad place
Memories of bears terrorize my days
So I stare into the starful night
Imagining your gaze, that simple time when
 
My penmanship found purpose
Imagery found audience
Flow – I found flow
 
I wonder what the cosmonauts would think about
Perastroyka
Democracy
Capatalism
Purpose
If you didn’t come around anymore
 

Published by Adam

For almost two decades, Adam F. C. Fletcher has led international outreach focused on engaging people successfully. Working with thousands of youth-serving nonprofits, K-12 schools, government agencies, international NGOs and other organizations around the world, his work spans the fields of education, public health, economic development and social services, and includes professional development, public speaking, publishing, social media and more. He founded the Freechild Institute for Youth Engagement, SoundOut and CommonAction, as well as writing more than 50 publications and 500 articles. He has also established 150-plus community empowerment projects.

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