Eyes looking skyward
Symphony’s rhythm
Galaxy sparkles
Night’s algorithm
Trying to focus
Heavens lighting up
Fascination calls
Universe close-up
Each night different
Constellations speak
Billions of voices
Infinite mystique
Chasing one starship
Courageous and bold
Man’s final frontier
Destiny unfolds
Distant cosmos soars
Beyond any star
Hyperspace journey
Dreams traveling far
Beyond today’s world
Young boy’s mind takes flight
Ancient comets glow
Rivers filled with light
A young lad dreams of space travel as he enters grade school in the early 1960s. Images of astronauts and space capsules begin an adventure. Building models of the Apollo spacecraft tags along with “Star Trek” and more. As a mature adult, the journey continues.
Big Sky Buckeye 
Yes it does
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Indeed!
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This poem is brillant…every line a source of strength.
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Suzette, your thoughts of affirmation join others in encouraging me to write more poetry.
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Wow! Awesome poem!!!
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Linda, thank you for your kind words of affirmation. Your voice along with others continues to encourage my poetry journey.
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Every line is an inspiration! This is a wonderful poem!
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Susan, your words of affirmation bring encouragement to writing poems such as these. Blessings.
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That is such a wonderful dream. I am just dabbling in sci fi. I used to love it, got away from it, am thinking of returning.
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Jacqui, thank you for reading and sharing some thoughts. I’ve been trying to write an occasional poem similar to this one. Visualization is one door that I need to open more often. May your own dreams fulfill some of your writing and places to explore.
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another corker Richard, but I can’t overwhelm my readers with reblogs 😉
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No worries Kate! I appreciate your thoughtfulness. I’m planning to continue crafting an occasional poem filled with some of my visualization.
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they are really delightful and these ones really should be sent to Spillwords for publishing Richard … they need to reach a broader audience 🙂
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Kate, I am sorry for missing this follow-up comment. I will consider sending some poetry for publishing. I sent one a few years ago (Oceans), but it didn’t make the cut. I have thought about publishing on my own some of my best poetry and short stories. Perhaps when my retired life slows down just a bit.
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lol it will only slow down when you stop breathing, then it’s too late 😦
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True indeed! I better keep moving.
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finding your own pace it essential to staying healthy during retirement 🙂
Not rushing about trying to prove you’re still ‘young’ enough. But not too sedentary that the birds perch on you 🙂
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Great poem, Richard. You chose all the right words.
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Anneli, your words of affirmation join others in encouraging me to write poems such as this one.
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Keep it going!
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The sky is a safe place to wander from your place on Earth. Thanks for the poem and excellent comet photograph
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Michael, your thoughts are so true. The heavens will always be a safe place. WordPress blessed me with the comet photo.
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