Star Wars came out when I was seven years old. At the time you could buy one ticket and stay they entire day in the theatre watching each showing.

I'm not a good at poet but a few years back I tried my hand at a free form poem about the Star Wars movie and what it meant to me.

ESCAPE TO A GALAXY FAR FAR AWAY

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The silver screen fills my imagination.

Three scrolling paragraphs begin the adventure.

A farm boy and his mentor,

a rogue and his beastly friend

set off to rescue a captured princess.

Blasters, spaceships,

“That’s no moon!”

Light sabers, evil empire,

“Great shot kid! That was one in a million!”

How many times have I watched this movie?

It doesn’t matter.

Here my world is grand, exciting, and safe.

Here in the cool, dark, and comfortable theatre,

with my soda and popcorn.

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My Sand People

aren’t trying to tease and hurt me.

My Imperial Officers

aren’t telling me how horrible my class work is.

My Owen and Beru

aren’t here to yell at each other.

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The credits roll.

John Williams’ Orchestra gives their send off.

There’s another showing

and another showing afterwards.

Thankfully I can stay awhile longer

with my friends

the princess, farm boy, and rogue.

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