Airplane Poems

In England once there lived a big
And wonderfully clever pig.
To everybody it was plain
That Piggy had a massive brain.
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Under silver wing
San Francisco's towers sprouting
thru thin gas clouds,
Tamalpais black-breasted above Pacific azure
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Hector the Collector
Collected bits of string,
Collected dolls with broken heads
And rusty bells that would not ring. Bent-up nails and ice
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And the Wright brothers said they thought they had invented
something that could make peace on earth
(if the wrong brothers didn’t get hold of it)
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And the Communists have nothing to offer but fat cheeks and eyeglasses and
lying policemen
and the Capitalists proffer Napalm and money in green suitcases to the
Naked,
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I started on my homework
but my pen ran out of ink.
My hamster ate my homework.
My computer's on the blink.
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Here is a doll for you, terrorist
Bloodstained
Which was fondled by my daughter
While she was exploded by the bomb
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In this blue light
I can take you there,
snow having made me
a world of bone
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to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U,
whose head was cut off in Shanghai

A CLAIM
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I feel sad as sadness could be
Cause I'm afraid that one day;
I may not be able to say;
To my grandchildren, why animals deserted our planet
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Great-enough both accepts and subdues; the great frame takes all creatures;
From the greatness of their element they all take beauty.
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Oh, everything looked far
like tiny toy cars
Living things hurrying
Everything scurrying
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When I look down
from the airplane window

I see a map
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He stayed inside her
until the borders opened
beloved Poland.
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To the copulating cats
in the woodshed

now in sunlight
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a deafening sound
as the airplane flew away
valley of mountain
leaving behind, trail of past
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There was a time I could say no one I knew well had died. This is not to suggest no one died. When I was eight my mother became pregnant. She went to the hospital to give birth and returned without the baby.
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Its quiet graves were made for peace till Gabriel blows his horn.
Those wise old elms could hear no cry
Of all that distant agony—
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Boeing never bowed down,
though families wore a frown,
for the Lion and Ethiopian planes had crashed down.
Investigations revealed, faults in their machines,
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Those melodious sounds
Chirping of birds
Sound of waterfall
Wind passing rustling leaves
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The air hostess doing a complex job
Starting early, the long-haul flight needing preparation
Changes to the schedule checked and double checked
Paperwork sorted out, so cabin crew know their route
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Deborah has a fear of flying…it surfaces before we even step onto the plane…
The problem:
This summer we'll be flying to Seattle, Washington…
and back home from Bangor, Maine.
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When boarding the modern aircraft
You feel a sense of soul crushing fear
Yet crucial heart beating excitement
You knowing you're bravely flying
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Boeing 377: an airplane lost
No matter the years spent searching
Its location undiscovered
Thinking it lost over the Pacific Ocean
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The airplane descends
gradually in controlled flight
as craft lands safely.
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The skyway is clear,
So is the well-paved runway,
The airplane takes off.
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The airplane coming from Baghdad
carries American soldiers
and rises up
and up
over the moon
reflected on the Tigris river
over clouds accumulated
like corpses
over an ancient harp
over skin stroked with hands
over kidnapped people
over ruins growing up with children
over long lines at the passport office
over the open lid of Pandora's box.
The airplane
with its exhausted passengers
will land six thousand miles away
from that finger
amputated in the sand.
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