- Non-Erotic Poetry
- beginning again
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Click hereplane flies through clouds and the
bump rock bump flips my stomach
with nerves, exhaustion, something.
it is the end,
I think.
No- I am not dying in flight, but
this end is ending, this life
is at its period.
looking out the houses so small
and I want to laugh
at the absurdity:
men hurtling through the air
so fast, too fast,
already there,
an impossibility in reality
a pilot next to me says
no worries and looks with calm
at the clouds as plane sways
in time.
In my memory most
is dancing,
kitchen dancing,
so fine and full of life,
a twirl and the bodies so close
warm.
the love palpable, more
than what I know.
plane glides and the rumble of wheels
preparing for the descent
a return to the forces of gravity
reality
life
The end. Period.
and I smile, finally,
not at the ground, safely
but at the end
the beginning
the beginning again.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozabout 17 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,500 poems.
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duddle146about 17 years agoA feeling of being suspended in time ~ until the wheels touch the tarmac ~ then life begins again.
LeBrozover 17 years agoAnyone whose fear is that of traveling by plane will readily relate to what sophia's saying here. But notice, she did land safely.
MyNecroticSnailabout 18 years agoLike Christmas under the tree
enjoin your rite <winkz
Anonymousabout 18 years agoI really enjoyed this ride, your phrasing is unique and interesting. Very inventive. Thanks for sharing your talents with us--
annaswirls
Belegonabout 18 years agoCapturing that feeling of transition and using the metaphoric and literal journey to do so. The changes so often happen in ways and times we are not expecting. Journeys have so often been more about beginnings for me then they have been about endings.
My Erotic Trailabout 18 years agothe view of earth from a plane seems like a store window at christmas with tiny houses and cars <grin..a very good description of flying <grin...I enjoyed your write
hugo_samabout 18 years agoWell portrayed variety of emotions at the end of one thing and the beginning of another. Thank you
Hugo
