Space-farer
Explorer
Hero of a thousand new skies!
Marooned.
Cast into the evernight in a plummeting bead
Tearing the firmament with valiant speed
And vast wings to catch him that he cannot bleed.
And nobody watches his fall.
Star-dancer
Sun-sailor
Rooted to the red dust below
Festooned
With crystalline grass that sparkles in the breeze,
Mountains scorched in red heather frieze,
Gold storms scudding over monument trees
And no one to tell.
High-flier
War crier
Architect of deep scarlet days
Ruined
Upon a hillside, silence long-turning in
Bronze-burning suns, sky never changing
And one day a lifetime, the air ever thin
And no one remembers his name.
Wow, I LOVE this poem. The way you balance these life-changing, heroic acts with lines about being lost/forgotten creates such a swell of emotion. Beautiful imagery and execution.