Sunday, January 19, 2020

On Flying in Planes

Not a thought or a care
as to how the thing travels
and never a worry
that it all might unravel

Not even a twinge
when the altitude changes
or the pop in my right ear
and left ear exchanges

No it's not a concern
when the stewardess prays
and the clouds in the sky
fall up and away

My only dismay
and I say with no grin
I've not seen all the places
my luggage has been.




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1 comment:

Pauline said...

You always make me read faster and faster to get to the "punch line". But then I have to re-read it so as to enjoy all the words and symbolism! Nicely Done - my cheeks have again risen upwards to my eyes!!