After countless years and so many sullen stars,
we yearn for sparkling seas, fast running rivers,
snowy mountain tops and vast green plains
on our home planet beyond the moon.
We have longed to escape the monotones
of this metal box: utilitarian grey and brown,
the tasteless sustenance, our heads blown
by shifting body fluids, circadian rhythm thrown.
Even with the two of us hurtling through space,
we miss the companionship of the human race:
hugs, handshakes, a gentle brush of lips on face –
we’ve become as hard as our metal carapace.
And yet, when an earth-bound comet flashes by,
our eyes meet and our smiles synchronise.
Kim M. Russell, 11th April 2020
My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads NaPoWriMo Day 11 Play it Again in April 2020: Soviet Kitsch, also linked to Poets and Storytellers United Writers’ Pantry
Izy’s prompt from 11th April 2016 is another amazing image prompt: posters from Sci-Fi movies in the Soviet Union. She invites us to use as many of the given images to write a new poem and, if none of the images takes our fancy, we are free to find another Sci Fi movie poster online.
I’m merging this prompt with Kerry’s Skylover Wordlist, sourced from Dylan Thomas’s poetry collection Deaths and Entrances, from which the eleventh word is ‘sullen’.