(0) I Can Hear The Plane Coming Poem by Sailing to windward

(0) I Can Hear The Plane Coming



I could hear that plane coming;
the field's not far from me.
The plane you caught here out of love,
to be not far from me.

I used to hear planes coming;
The field's now overgrown.
The plane that caught you out of love,
took you away from home.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: unrequited love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aamnah Akhtar 10 July 2009

Astounded as to how you conjured feelings a plenty with simple words and writing...

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Aw............... I needed to read this twice because of the clever wording. And clever and bittersweet it is. t x

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Sailing to windward

Sailing to windward

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