Viktar Smataŭ , “Farewell,” [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html) or CC BY-SA 4.0-3.0-2.5-2.0-1.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0-3.0-2.5-2.0-1.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons
He was gone / She watched his ship vanish, incandescent
No trace left/ gone, an unmarked path to undiscovered territory
A journey of miles / a journey of years
Across indigo seas, uncharted / amidst radiant spheres, unknown
Would she ever see his smile? / would she hear his voice again?
She felt no sense of wonder for his voyage/ she felt only fear and regret
As she bid him farewell / as she watched the trail of light in the sky disappear
This is a cleave poem (the left side is one poem, the right side is another, and both parts form a third poem. This is for Secret Keeper’s Weekly Writing Challenge. The prompt words were:
By NASA, Space Shuttle Atlantis [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
A great cleave. I like how you tie an old tale with a new one using both words and images.
Thank you very much, Janice!
This could be happening in the not so distant future.
“…the likelihood of death is very high.” – Elon Musk, regarding a mission to Mars
Makes you just want to jump on that flight, doesn’t it? 😉
I think I needed to start training sooner.
I suppose so.
I don’t think I’d want it to be my literal final frontier.
I like your ability to tackle so many different forms
Thank you very much, Derrick!
Ah, yes. Poignant. Reminds me of an upbeat version of what the French Lieutenant’s Woman might have been thinking.
I recall that your first cleave was not that long ago … and you make them work. In this one, the shuttle didn’t come to my mind, but once I saw the image and reread it … it’s there. Well done!
Thank you, Frank. I’ve written a few cleave poems, but I haven’t written one in a while.
This was a intriguing way the idea of someone seeing their partner off, would think about possibilities of loss. (Both in the past ships and the present space ships.) It held the sense of dread and suspense.
Thank you. I’m glad it did. 🙂