Airports

You can always tell the staff from travelers
by pace demeanor and dressing
those leaving
bright bouncy beaming
effervescent 'thusiasm bubbly

arriving disheveled disoriented
discombobulate relieving

Stranger still are sorted strangers
best chum company coordinating
mindless conversation even sounds interesting

...anything for entertaining

But I like the bar
with it's wide window view
runway traffic take-off terrific

And my by far fantastic favourite
what surely sends me airborne claps

...are the skycaps:

smart slinky uniform stewardess

those to whom I ever tip my hat
bearing 12 o'clock mile high blasting-off
belligerent boisterous beaming smirking brat

Air France has me arriving

randy resh 2007

Futureale Magazine 2010

poem by Randy Resh
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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