And I fly planes all the time. And helicopters.
quote by Treat Williams
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Trains And Boats And Planes
Trains and boats and planes are passing by
They mean a trip to Paris or Rome
To someone else but not for me
The trains and boats and planes
Took you away, away from me
We were so in love, and high above
We had a star to wish upon. Wish
And dreams come true, but not for me
The trains and boats and planes
Took you away, away from me
You are from another part of the world
You had to go back a while and then
You said you soon would return again
I'm waiting here like I promised to
I'm waiting here but where are you?
Trains and boats and planes took you a way
But every time I see them I pray
And if my prayers can cross the sea
The trains and the boats and planes
song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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We have as many planes of speech as does a painting planes of perspective which create perspective in a phrase. The most important word stands out most vividly defined in the very foreground of the sound plane. Less important words create a series of deeper planes.
quote by Konstantin Stanislavisky
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Moral Questions Trace Monopoly Debt
1 trillion dollars
per year spent tax dollars
on oil death wars
destruction by bombs missiles
guns tanks submarines ships
helicopters planes nukes mines
include monopoly pieces
ace in hole cards assassins
mercenaries prisons spies
torture chambers
dictator-supporters
killed for silences
war on terror allies
expired use terminates
to hide dark secrets
as statue of liberty heirs
to corrupt Rome Empires
attempt to rule countries
covertly unleashed assassins
CIA FBI mercenary team assassins
across the world tag hit races
hunt down kill target voices
waging war in Libya decreases
time to acquire new selections
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Good Luck
Your good luck happens to us all,
Especially when the stagnant pond is disturbed.
Life will explain why your deeds are complete,
Here the dice are rolled for the future, and we command.
The lost angels of the One Above are against us,
Now they fly out to lower planes, we have occupied
Higher planes to escape, and escapades such as these
Shall be wrong in feeling, we have not transgressed.
Your good luck is again arriving to take the place
Of bad luck.
Your enemy has lost over you, over your place,
They decided the higher planes were yours.
poem by Naveed Akram
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That was for instance the case in Mocambique a couple of years ago, during the flooding catastrophe. Instead of co-ordinating assistance properly, to much time and resources was spent on fighting about the same helicopters and local guides.
quote by Anna Lindh
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No matter how many helicopters there are, when it comes down to it there is the camera and you.
quote by Jacqueline McKenzie
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041310f Getting Fresh Air
i went to fishing wharfs today
watching crabbers on the bay
police are monitoring them too
getting close to restricted zone
before they can fish all they want
time change soon will be warrants
dolphins didn't show nor osprey
sea lanes dotted with cargo ships
there's a heavy traffic on the bridge
helicopters hoovering for time quota
to satisfy their flight fee; oh! airborne
i got enough therapy, i'm going home
poem by Manonton Dalan
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Birds Never Sang Or Flew
The dawn awoke one morning
to start a day brand new
but there was something wrong
outside no birds sang or flew.
The skies that normally teamed with life
on the day before
now fell silent empty and abandoned
by all that flew there.
While in a great city
twin towers crumpled into dust,
its plumes of agony stretched
high up in the air for the world to see
that a new demon with a cancerous soul
was about to scourge the earth
to corrupt others to follow him
into the damnation of hell.
Was this the Armageddon that was prophesied,
in which the world as we know it died?
As the tentacles of this demon,
who dressed as a man
stretched around the world
penetrating every land.
Hence, the battle of good against evil began
in the day of infamy known simply as 9/11.
In the days that followed as no planes flew,
no birds sang or took to the skies
as if in a mark of respect from them to
for those who had fallen
in this demons evil plan.
13 October 2009
Author’s note:
Following the horror of 9/11 when all the planes around the world were grounded a strange phenomena occurred. For all the time the planes were grounded the world seemed absent of birds. My late brother brought it to my attention and when I looked, he was right. I did not see or hear a bird until the planes few again.
poem by David Harris
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It was in a light blue sky
It was in a light blue sky
on a cloudless day,
that images with great speed.
swept out of the sun
We cheered as the war planes
passed overhead
and waved at Mirages,
but they were enemy Migs.
Missiles and bombs dropped
and a destroyed buffel apc burned
and my ears resounded,
while I rolled into a ditch and saw the planes
turning and pitching away.
poem by Gert Strydom
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One Has To Move
I drive a car
He rides a motor bike
Everybody moves the way one likes
Go place to place by some means
Camel and bullock cart
In the villages
Some ride
Donkeys and horses since ages
People who live near to water
Move by ship or steamer
Rivers are not big as the sea
One uses boat or ferry
When they move they make merry
Aero planes and helicopters
Reach you faster than others
Riding a bicycle two by two
Is slow but steady
In truck or bus
One has company of many
Travelling by train is very enjoying
Sound of the track and wheels
Resembles rattling of dry leaves
In snow
Sledge pulled by dogs
Is the only choice
Some travel to moon in dreams
Reach everywhere, without any means
Unlike the astronauts,
Who travel by rocket
To go to mars or moon
One thing is certain
One cannot remain calm and still
Either on two legs or by a vehicle
Whether on
Two, three or four wheels
One has to move by
Some means
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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All of a sudden to get all of this attention, and to be away from home and working all the time was hard. I was on planes all the time. I didn't see my friends. I cried a lot. It was quite terrifying.
The thing is helicopters are different from airplanes An airplane by it's nature wants to fly, and if not interfered with too strongly by unusual events or incompetent piloting, it will fly.
quote by Harry Reasoner
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Our Country
Their country treated them well,
Like an animal is kept a good pet.
Forms of employment missed us and wedded us,
Concern for the violent debt whets our appetite.
We see more landings of aircraft than anyone,
Because we are near an airport.
Five planes have concerned us most,
The very ones near our home just an hour ago.
We saw flight like that of birds;
Birds are beautiful, and so are we,
But do we see the air planes and their noise more often?
Our country is concerned with us
And other countries.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Remembering 9/11
September 11,2001
Starting the day
With the rising sun
We rushed around
At the break of day
How many of us
Remembered to pray?
The day began as all days do
No differently for me and you
The rush of traffic,
The clank of trains,
The ringing of phones,
The roar of planes.
Then horror struck
Terror from the sky
Buildings fell,
We questioned why
We stopped, we watched
As planes collide
The gasps, the screams
To God we cried.
September 11,2011
We mourn our loved ones
Now in Heaven
The years have passed
Though things have changed
Routines returned
Lives rearranged
Have we truly
Changed our lives?
Do we honor daily
Those who died?
Do we now remember
At the start of the day
To take the time
To stop and pray?
poem by R.L. Kerst
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Panicgrass and feverfew
helicopters are swimming through the air
and i can smell their vibration.
when the grass is panicked,
i feel thirsty.
i can't breathe
where do I find air?
when will I be floating
amongst the dead alligators
and the oxygen molecules? ...
poem by Selenaru Negrea
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Hercules
My life is a valuable thing
I want to keep it that way, I wont cry
My lifes such a valuable thing
Some things dont fade away, I dont mind
We give the best we can give
We wont forget, we cant forgive
Keep us radioactive free
Strike a bell in hiroshima park
You know that we cant see in the dark
We try and we try and we try...
Who waits for the planes to come
When everybodys got you on the run
South pacific carry on
It seems to me that what were saying
Nobody really wants to talk about it
This is no time to be wondering why
I do the best I can do
The human jungle and the global zoo
Ill find my way its a very special way
Why wait for the planes to come
When everybodys got us on the run
South pacific carry on
Here come the hercules
Here come the submarines
Sinking south pacific dreams
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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The two things that could have been better is number one, to get major military force into the community almost immediately to make sure that there was law and order. Number two, we had enough helicopters to airlift food into the centers of population and those places.
quote by Warren Rudman
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E. Z. L. A.
Here I am, never thought Id be
Among the drifters and directors, a place for me
Its nothing like I thought it was after all
Feel the ground its always moving
Down a mountain through a valley watch it all collide
Hear the other ocean churning
Helicopters up above
While another canyons burning
Rain could wash the hill away
Easy la, its another beautiful day
La, alright, cold like the desert at night
Cold like the desert at night
Without the seasons will I know how to change
Are we helpless to the wind?
Give me something to blame
For broken promises, smile like the ruthless sun
Did the money cut the city in pieces
Take the water from wherever it flows
Feel the ground, its always moving
Down a mountain through a valley
Watch it all collide
Hear the other ocean churning
Helicopters up above
While another canyons burning
Rain could wash the hill away
Easy la, its another beautiful day
La, alright, cold like the desert at night
Cold like the desert at night
song performed by by Folk Implosion
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Ebenezer Shillingtree.R.I.P
I sit and muse amongst the tombs.
Only disturbed by sonic booms
as fighter planes pass overhead.
A noise enough to wake the dead.
The dead do not agree with me.
Continue sleeping peacefully.
Planes interrupt my train of thought
I cannot get the peace I sought
I seek peace in this cemetery
So I can write my poetry
The dead don’t question what I do.
Perhaps they might do if they knew.
Their headstones can inspire me
I use their strange names shamelessly.
18-May-08
http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Lines consist of an infinite number of points; planes an infinite number of lines; volumes an infinite number of planes, hypervolumes an infinite number of volumes... No, this, this more geometrico, is definitely not the best way to begin my tale. Affirming a fantastic tale's truth is now a story-telling convention; mine, though, is true.
Jorge Luis Borges in The Book of Sand (1975)
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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