if I stepped out
into space would
you hold tightly to the
tether thats holds me
to my earth,
my blue planet
would you reign me in
if I grew weary of
exploring, seeking
you – the air
I breath
the sun that
wakes me
the moon that
kisses me at night
if I stepped boldly
into worlds unknown
would you follow
trailing behind
guiding me home again
if I stepped lightly
into space
would you be
my tether
or start the
countdown
letting me
float
a-
way
—-
the challenge today in the Garden is to write an new poem based on one of
David Bowie’s songs – I keep humming the melancholy Space Oddity
I’ll be posting at dVerse Open Link too
Candy, for me, the lack of punctuation here adds to the floating, ethereal quality of this piece. Well done.
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thanks much!
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Wonderful – i love the feeling that one is tumbling, without gravity into space. Beautiful.
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thanks so much!
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I want to float and float away ~ I would love to be lost away from the blue planet ~
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Oh .. I feel a wish to have an umbilical cord to be there so I could tumble safe away… Much like Major Tom.
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Fits perfectly with the ambiguous ending of Space Oddity – and I agree the lack of punctuation just makes you float away…
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thanks 🙂
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Such a wonderful piece, Candy. I also used the idea of the tenuous tether, but I prefer the question you ask:
if I stepped lightly
into space
would you be
my tether
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thanks. I’ll stop over to read your soon.
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Always nicer to have a “someone” to be your tether and have the feeling of security from floating away. Love your ending and how the words themselves feel like they’re floating a-way.
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much thanks!
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Ah. That’s the same question I have asked so many times… but to no avail.
Beautifully rendered.
-HA
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🙂 thanks
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Beautiful…We must wisely choose our tethers.
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thanks!
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Love
alWays
comes back..
lets go..
alWays
comes back..
calLinG
cALLs
LOVE..:)
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beautiful words! thanks.
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Smiles Candy.. My thanks to your words of beauty.. As well..:)
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There is such an ethereal quality to this poem that gives me a feeling of floating in space…or water, for that matter.
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thanks very much!
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Ah, I can see the David Bowie inspiration….and as for me, I’d hope that someone would hold on tight so that I would not float away into space!
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Me too. Thanks for stopping by 😊
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start the countdown
letting me float away
Very apt ending Candy! Bowie managed to hold on despite the onslaught of the younger generations on his talents
Hank
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Thanks a bunch!
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start the countdown
letting me float away
A very apt ending Candy! Bowie managed to hold on despite the onslaught of the younger generations on his talents
Hank
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Candy, I am awestruck at how yo’ve captured a tone and pacing that echoes the space oddity himself. You’e done so well, and the the first line is simply stellar! Thanks so much for posting to the out of standard!
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Thanks so very much! It was a great prompt.
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