Best Airport Poems

I know it's a bad title
but I'm giving it to myself as a gift
on a day nearly canceled by sunlight
when the entire hill is approaching
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The last leaves fell like notes from a piano
and left their ovals echoing in the ear;
with gawky music stands, the winter forest
looks like an empty orchestra, its lines
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They did not recognize me in the shadows
That suck away my color in this Passport
And to them my wound was an exhibit
For a tourist Who loves to collect photographs
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When she says Margarita she means Daiquiri.
When she says quixotic she means mercurial.
And when she says, "I'll never speak to you again,"
she means, "Put your arms around me from behind
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In the taxi alone, home from the airport,
I could not believe you were gone. My palm kept
creeping over the smooth plastic
to find your strong meaty little hand and
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Dire one and desired one,
Savior, sentencer--

In an old allegory you would carry
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As most Nigerians remain ruefully lukewarm 
about President Buhari's second term bid;  
an ever-increasing multitude of potential 
voters across ethnic divides, seem to be
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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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no one leaves home unless
home is the mouth of a shark
you only run for the border
when you see the whole city running as well
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I Think Of You
(short words but thoroughly honest)

when I see dry leaves
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This is the terminal: the light
Gives perfect vision, false and hard;
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I am packing to go to the airport
but somehow I am never packed.
I keep remembering more things
I keep forgetting.
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I have heard that and I forgot to tell
Second day of Easter Holiday is a hell:
They told me through the phone:
Huge queues at Manchester Airport,
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Arctic smiles
Atlantic smiles
Pacific smiles
Himalaya sounds hurray!
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People in a hall that’s lit so brightly
It hurts
Spoke of religion
In the lives of contemporary people
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Notice how he has numbered the blue veins
in my breast. Moreover there are ten freckles.
Now he goes left. Now he goes right.
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He cradles it
palm to palm

like a newborn.
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We are sitting at an airport
in Copenhagen drinking a lot of coffee.
It was most elegant there, and comfortable,
and refined to the point of lassitude.
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Last night in London Airport
I saw a wooden bin
labelled UNWANTED LITERATURE
IS TO BE PLACED HEREIN.
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The smoke curls
& coils

itself into
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In the airport bar, I tell my mother not to worry.
No one ever tripped and fell into the San Andreas
Fault. But as she dabs at her dry eyes, I remember
those old movies where the earth does open.
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I never thought it would happen
To be away from my little angels
On the day going to the airport
I was so anxious and trembling
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All afternoon my father drove the country roads
between Detroit and Lansing. What he was looking for
I never learned, no doubt because he never knew himself,
though he would grab any unfamiliar side road
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I had a sudden, great desire to see again
the one who lived and saw with inner light
and loved infallibly.
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There was a cold
In which

A line of water across the chest risen
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Harsh, harsh, the maram grass on the salt dune,
seen by the cricket’s eye against the harbor moon,
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I could be the waitress
in the airport restaurant
full of tired cigarette smoke and unseeing tourists.
I could turn into the never-noticed landscape
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The deafening roars
Promising faces chanting ‘Singapore, Singapore, Singapore'
Was the acute scene
At the National Stadium where matches to be seen
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A JOURNEY TO THE KHYBER
PASS!
“When spring-time flushes the desert grass,
Our caravan wind through the Khyber Pass.
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autumn
a nostalgia
painted in scarlet
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they are untagged heroes
inside malls
open bus stations
airport lounge
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Have you ever decided to leave your home for years and followed your wild steps to wander at the remote places for your pen and paper?
Have you ever board in a wooden ship across fury waves and heard nothing except the wail of disaster?
Have you ever trek along mountain ranges without thinking any risk after a false single step?
Have you ever experienced a shaky train ride and passed fenceless bridges?
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While waiting
for our bag at the airport,
I vaguely notice a man
wearing a tight, shell necklace,
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Yes, I went with my family to Canada
On an Air Canada flight in the afternoon
Before I boarded, I got my last hug from Wanda
A woman whom I called 'Granny'
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In the hour of our departure O Lord
In our beginning is our end
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Once on a time, there lived a kind
and pretty girl, completely blind
outside the town of Maladise,
inside a shack of tiny size.
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At last you're tired of this elderly world

Shepherdess O Eiffel Tower this morning the bridges are bleating

You're fed up living with antiquity

Even the automobiles are antiques
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It's early autumn
The Fort Worth International Airport
Waiting with her every beauty
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Fifty phantom motorcyclists

all in black

crash-helmeted outriders

faceless behind tinted visors
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In the hour of our departure O Lord

In our beginning is our end
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Back today, Yay....!
(about Vinhie and Miffy)

Good morning to all poets-friends in Poem Hunter
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The girl of twelve told me,
A different but then the same story,
That boy of four told me,
His idea of what life should be.
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I also take the opportunity
Of congratulating you
To have achieved that esteemed position
We are all proud of you
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Today…
I hung the view
and not the washing with pegs
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In the World language, sometimes called
Airport Road, a thinks balloon with a gondola
under it is a symbol for speculation.
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Between God and the gods and The Jakarta dialect….

There is no translation into the Jakartan dialect
in the Indonesian vocabulary.
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Politics these days has such crazy-quilt aspects to it, it is difficult to figure out what is going on.
The Blue Dog democrats lost whose very existence made people wonder if the democrats were Dogs or Donkeys. I say both.

Similarly, the Republicans have become confused with being a mighty
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(A muse on the World Environment Day)

The glacier has gone
A moraine remains
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Saturday market in our place
inadvertent like a poem unplanned
like sudden summer rain
They converge all over the place
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To say that the world needs an urgent war
To the paragons of peace and harmony,
Yes, by all means, is a cruel blasphemy
Enough is enough, the world has seen so far!
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All the trappings dropped
Some pretensions still clinging
I stand
At the crossroads
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Everybody wants to grow up in the Sixties,
even those whose date of birth is solid in the Nineties.
That Twenty - Twenty hindsight,
is very, very, blurred.
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I always wonder
what they think the niggers are doing
while they, the pink and alabaster pragmatists,
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A wild bird.
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The taxi driver ferried passengers
in the clunky station wagon
anywhere they sent him,
bright sun or depth of night—
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Auschwitz Rose
by Michael R. Burch

There is a Rose at Auschwitz, in the briar,
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Every morning the maple leaves.
Every morning another chapter where the hero shifts
from one foot to the other. Every morning the same big
and little words all spelling out desire, all spelling out
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TYBURN

A six line poem consisting of 2,2,2,2,9,9 syllables.
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Gun is not the
Only weapon of war
Starve them
Close the airport where
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Sparrow cyclone
Thursday.11th October 2018

Titlee* or tiny sparrow is not only flying
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In mid-June 1974 Richard Nixon flew to Cairo
for talks with President Anwar Sadat
to follow up the Golan Heights peace talks.
Nixon and Sadat traveled by train to Alexandria
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The bombs that exploded in the Bataclan
on Friday Nov 13th,2015

there is now a lawsuit pending concerning that day.
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Poem number 500

Lani my niece
upsets me
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As soon as I left the airport
My nose started to give warning.
Then, after lunch at Crab Catcher
I couldn't stop my nose from running.
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Many days of waiting were over.
Few thousand miles away, we departed to visit our granddaughter.
Now, Annville faced unusual cold mid-December.
Temperature dropped to twenty two and it snowed last night.
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On a darkening planet
speeding
toward our death,
we pierce a rosy cloud
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This a LOOP POEM. This structure demands that the LAST WORD
of a line - is used again as the FIRST WORD of the next line - Simple.
I am indebted to the Lady of OZ - Karin Anderson for introducing me to this very elegant poetical structure. If you try it let me know!
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Moral of this poem is
One can go to an airport
but can take only one flight
may be to Budapest or Chicago
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I announce here with a happiest heart
This evening
KLM Flight from Bangkok
Schiphol Airport receives Flight number KL 0876
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I personally took care to pack my luggage
And to pick up things I wanted in my baggage
For it was a sudden plan to go on a short vacation
To a mountain resort, one of my favorite destinations.
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Another SOS

from where and from whom do I get this information?
You know before i say these words
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DOGS ON PLANES
Lady phoned the airport. "Can I take my dog with
me on my flight? ""Yes maam but he has to have
a kennel large enough for him to sit, stand up,
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Well,I went to the John
F. Kennedy Airport
With Gladys, who had a large rear
Engine auto.
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The candle extinguished but I see,
still not dark, many candles were lit,
a living candle, a source of light,
let the candles lit, we need it.
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How happy were my sweet and lovely grandchildren!
Ahead of them was a vacation planned to be passed
I remember the day when their exams were over,
Joys of class rooms were completely outclassed,
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I could have been killed this morning.
My first thoughts were that someone
was in my bedroom walking around
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Feeling excited and alive...
Off to meet my children!
After four months of separation...
Eyes bright with anticipation.
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Three blasts in quick succession in Colombo
Three hundred murdered, wiped away at once
500 injured, families blown apart
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My eyes danced
It was just chance
Purely accidental
To see rose with open petals
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wearied, perpetual circling
while the airport glitters below
the lovers smiling
imagining
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Recently I took a trip to the California shore.
On the way back home, I found an open door.
We landed in Chicago to eat dinner and confer.
At the gate entrance we waited for our transfer.
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Dreading with stress, knowing that the day is here
I should share in your excitement without any fear
You are going so far… fulfilling your dream to travel
On the drive to the city airport I’ll try not to unravel
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Barbed Wire Biscuits ……. [HUMOR; Fantasy; kind of LONG; diet; airport security]

It was my first flight and at the x-ray scanner I was stopped.
The scanning technician looked at “me” on the screen ….., and her eyes popped.
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There once was a Canadian pilot from Toronto,
He had a break from his mental condition and so I’m told,
He wanted to speak to God,
The crew catered to his whim they’d nod,
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Today when I was watching, he mirrored,
Seen his face on mine-remembered
Now he is no more, a friend of mine,
Always laughing, joking, such a shine,
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Walking down my memory lane
Memories that clustered in a chain
I evoked an unfamiliar face
During the great marathon race
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[contains sexually explicit wording; a bit at least, as do most or all of the 'books' in this story, so far]
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I’ve started a 'showcase' on my PoemHunter site,
which is NOT a contest; it’s no arena for a fight,
but instead a place where once a month I shall post..
a poem* from you, a PH member, which you’d like read most.
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I hope I can answer your letter correctly because Paul, I do not write more in Portuguese, so wherever you are aware that became his farewell letter in a english poem.
So long after his memory had come back to me in prose
And you know I do not like prose.
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Edward Kofi Louis,
My Humble Verse For Thee

did not know that you live there,
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I am looking at a smallpox vaccination scar
In a war movie on the arm
Of a young actor. He has just swum
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he just turned 17
eager to join the military he rushed his chance
no ropes
no chains could hold him back
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five thousand in Bob Marley’s pocket

I was driving fast for there was a human festival next day
Till I hope your flight might be by now amidst the clouds
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She stared at my eyes as if to pose a question?
I could see anxiety on her face but found no mention
She looked worry ridden and closed eyes with tension
I could sense some urgency in her for submission
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All it took was a cast
As the spirit flowed
And all was left is the past
As memories were just a load
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Introduction:
I live a life full of incidents
especially whenever I go away.
As the years tumble by
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR LANI on the 23rd of FEBRUARY

In fact, her name is Lanneke from just her Chinese name 'Lan'
since she has moved to America, it became Lani
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The Prologue:
Praying for CDS, i rather prefer to keep his name in initials, a personal choice tp post this true story here on Poem Hunter,
I wish to tell about God's great Wonders that constantly fill my life, this is again my testimony. Thank you so much for reading and your responses.
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A tall, slim and brown boy from Tamil Nadu,
Sold his ancestral home to go to England,
Pockets of Tamarind rice he didn’t need any more,
Bottles of ancient pickles in his mind,
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Last year
They blasted a city square
Exulted in a bath of gore
That was Paris
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