You can always tell the staff from travelers
by pace demeanor and dressing
those leaving bouncy beaming
itinerant disconnect pausing
disheveled disoriented arriving
discombobulate retrieve relieving
Stranger still are sorted strangers
best chum company coordinating
mindless conversation even sounds interesting
...anything for entertaining
and I like the bar with it's wide window view
runway take-off terrific traffic
Yet my by far favourite fantastic
what surely sends me airborne claps
- are the skycaps:
smart slinky Flight Attendants
uniform to whom I ever tip my hat
12 o'clock mile high bearing
blast-off boisterous brat
Air France has me arriving
Randy Resh 2007
Futureale Magazine 2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem