Tethered – After Rise Against, Satellite (a golden shovel poem)

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I will always be beside you. I’m 
sure you know by now, as the world is passing 
in it’s blur, you will catch me looking over 
at you, smiling to remind you 
that you are my choice– like 
a child chooses the green ball from a
red topped dispenser. — I’ll be your satellite 
spin around in your own space. So 
don’t worry with my need to fly– you won’t catch 
me slipping free of my jesses. You’ll find me 
at the end of these leather leads, and if 
you always want me, I always promise
will dive from the sky — trust you to catch me as I fall. 
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POETIC FORM:
golden shovel – Take a line (or lines) from a poem you like. Use each word as an end word in your poem. Keep the end words in order. Credit the original poet, ie. “-after (poet)”.
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POEM A DAY NOVEMBER 2015 – PROMPT:
For today’s prompt, write an open letter poem.
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