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04/25 Time Stood Still 🏆 Winner

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Cold Orbit

I sent my love through static air,
past stars that never blink.
You waved from Earth. I can’t wave back.
What next? I watch the planet shrink.

I told myself the moon was kind,
though it couldn’t speak my name.
I made my bed on orbit’s hum,
and feathered dreams of fame.

The signal cracked with ash and fire,
a last message: ‘Brace, impact, gone.’
The world slipped into silence,
but the sky played on and on.

Now you return to me in loops,
a flicker trapped in time.
Each orbit brings your voice again,
still asking, am I fine?

Alone, bound tight in captive hours,
I choke on bile of my remorse.
My time burned out in meteor showers,
this mission dead, off course.

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

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Country/Region: United Kingdom

Favorite Poets: Margaret Atwood is one of my favourite writers. Carol Ann Duffy, Philip Larkin, Ted Hughes, Wendy Cope and more.

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Geezer

Geezer

2 months 3 weeks ago

Exactly...

the type of scene that you might encounter, if you were in a static loop. A place where you just get the same scene over and over again. I get it! ~ Geez.
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Candlewitch

Candlewitch

2 months 3 weeks ago

Dearest Ruby,

I love how your words form perfect thoughts and plant them in my mind! To me, it seems playful, at first. A change comes over the mood as it becomes a quest. but in the end, the mission feels doomed to failure. I really love this poem! Good luck with the contest!

xxx Cat

Ruby Lord

Ruby Lord

2 months 3 weeks ago

Hi Cat, thank you for reading

Hi Cat, thank you for reading and commenting. I'm glad you found my words revealing. I wanted it to be the sort of trip we can all imagine. I hope you got my ending? I planted it to trip others up ha ha.
Hope you and Steve are well and writing lots of poems. Take care, Ruby xx

RoseBlack

RoseBlack

2 months 2 weeks ago

Stuck in

a static vortex...spinning over and over...your poems always have an elegance about them, powerful words and vivid imagery. Always a pleasure to read.

Ruby Lord

Ruby Lord

2 months 2 weeks ago

Hi Rose, thank you for

Hi Rose, thank you for reading and commenting. And thank you for your kind and thoughtful words, It's a fascinating subject to read and write about. But I really enjoyed imagining my astronaut thoughts as he circled the earth. I think I made him to be like a person I once worked with. A self centered narcissist, that's why he comes across in that way. Ruby xx