Heavy Hearts Lift Skyward | TS S. Fulk

Rockets roar behind me
as I train my spyglass
upon more wondrous thoughts
Beyond wayward Pluto
lie systems much like ours
to which my spirit flees

As viral fears are replaced with 
the mad threat of nuclear war
my eye searches fondly upward
a queen bee looking for a nest
My heart cries to Andromeda
and nearby Alpha Centauri
with an innocent naked plea
— I am weary please let me rest

An imperial tsar 
rises blazingly in the east

TS S. Fulk…

…lives with his wife and three children in Örebro, Sweden, working as an English teacher and textbook author. He is an active musician playing the bass trombone, the Appalachian mountain dulcimer and the Swedish bumblebee dulcimer (hummel). His works have been (will be) published by The Ekphrastic Review, The Button Eye Review, Perennial Press and Wingless Dreamer.

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