Today’s prompt is: “You are on a mission to Mars. Because of the length of of the journey, you will never be able to return to Earth. What about our blue planet will you miss the most?” My answer, as a writer, is that I would most miss an audience, which prompts the below poem.
The Prayer of the First Astronaut Poet
There is no Wifi in space
and so I send my words
out into the universe
hoping that each syllable
will emit a ray
somehow connected
to all my other syllables,
and if quantum entanglement
is right, they will one day
find each other
again.
(This is a rewrite of a poem I wrote to this prompt three years ago.)
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Fun to think of your words bumping around out there in space.
But how do you keep your lines together??? Whenever I post a poem,there are spaces between which makes the poem tedious to read and over long to look at.
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Do you mean it double spaces between lines? To keep it from doing that I hit shift return at the end of each line. That makes it retain the single spacing, barbwit.
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Wow, sounds so easy. I’ll try it. Thank you so much, Judy.
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Maybe there IS WiFi in space? Or gravity rays that will carry your messages to those who have ears to hear …
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This poem makes me think of the Japanese poets who wrote their poems on little paper boats and sent them down the river.
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Lovely… the first astronaut poets.
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