Following Gulliver
A Space Odyssey in Rhyme
He’s left standing on the walkway
overlooking the loading bay
wondering when the one he waits for will come home.
Yet this captain he cares for has the spirit to roam.
He understands the temptation
the stars connect every location.
But he’s still grounded with two feet on the floor
wondering if he’ll ever be something more
When they’re reunited, it’s sweet but brief
fleeting encounters only bring so much relief.
He doesn’t share that same ambition
to explore space without any inhibition.
Thus, he’s left to wait, with wires to lace
on a colony floating through space.
While some embrace mechanical wings to soar
others need to remain behind the loading door.
To have the skills with wires and screens
is not something to satisfy a wanderer’s dreams.
But he’s not an explorer, he lacks that trait
which leaves him behind, to sit and wait.
Discontentment pokes and pries
challenging his tired eyes.
When the ships dock again tomorrow
he knows he needs to find the will to follow.
About the Creator
Leigh Fisher
I'm a writer, bookworm, sci-fi space cadet, and coffee+tea fanatic living in Brooklyn. I have an MS in Integrated Design & Media (go figure) and I'm working on my MFA in Fiction at NYU. I share poetry on Instagram as @SleeplessAuthoress.
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