Juan Olivarez

Freshman - 828 Points (september 12 / nyssa oregon)

Airplanes - Poem by Juan Olivarez

Free as a bird, up in the sky,
On silver wings of steel.
But inside my heart does cry,
Because of how I really feel.

My stomach turns, and I feel faint.
My blood just churns, My face white paint.

Somebody get me down from here,
Give me a parachute.
Oh me, oh my, I greatly fear,
That I have soiled my suit.

12/23/10 Alton Texas

Comments about Airplanes by Juan Olivarez

  • Rookie - 184 Points Brian Jani (5/16/2014 4:07:00 PM)

    Juan Amazing showcase of poetry, keep it up (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Lynn Glover (1/8/2011 6:05:00 PM)

    fear of flying effects us all at some point however Juan, I don't think I have soiled by pants yets. Thanks for a cute little poem, reminds me not to fly. Happy New Year, lynn. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 27, 2010

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