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Earth to Ursa (poem)

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Earth to Ursa, up there so far

I’m still here breathing the earthbound air

Looking up to the north star

Wondering if you’re still up there


Are you staring out the window glass

Are we looking at the same setting sun?

As another earthbound day comes to pass?

Thinking back to when our lives had barely begun


Spent those silly summer days in the backyard

Chasing aliens painted up on the wall

Back then when the galactic war wasn’t so hard

Before you had to move in the coming fall


You took me to the planetarium

Told me about your mission to Mars

Distant places and how you wanted to see them

Back when the future felt like it was ours


I don’t remember where I was when I saw the rockets ignite

When the fuselage came to life and left me maroon

I still sit on the roof looking up on a colder winter night

Hoping to see you past the crescent moon


Earth to Ursa, is it lonely up in space?

A million miles away in some distant galaxy

Lightyears away from this human place

Or am I trapped in a terran fallacy?


I still think that I might see you when you come down

And a part of me hopes you’re thinking of a voyager twin

But then I wonder if he’s keeping you chained upon the ground

Stuck to the earth and its sullen spin


You were meant to fly in the universe, a new frontier

And so I’ll try to smile to the stars

I was meant to be earthbound, standing here

Earth to Ursa, I know you’ll go far


Earth to Ursa, there’s a galaxy to explore

Turn the engine on and leave the world so blue

Solve the great mystery and so much more

Earth to Ursa, you’ve got wonderful things to do


So in my update video, I read off this poem and gave a bit of a backstory to a project I am working on. You can find the video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMTsKu_E8lQ


To make a long story short. I've been dealing with seasonal affective disorder (winter depression). And a coping mechanism has been to write poetry. And for once, I decided to write as close to home as possible, to stop self-censoring about topics and such. And as I went on, it became more and more autobiographical. And now it's... going to be an autobiography. Just... in poetry form. I don't know if this has ever been done before, but it turns out it's the best way for me to actually be able to deal with a lot of the traumatic shit I've been unable to spring forth.

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