Lawrence Sharp Poet Free verse

Otherbound

A flight of fancy,
though real as the night,
flight into midnight,
perhaps somewhere beyond.
Unseen but clearly heard
imposingly far above, sound,
jet scream and beyond ,
perhaps beyond the night.
Briefly suspended
in unfamiliar home,
unsure in a foreign home,
the dream is of comfort
more foreign.
Flight beyond fancy
of strangers
who boarded after dark,
flying into midnight
somewhere beyond
and still further afield,
surely for some good reason,
it must be well worth it.
There must be a reason,
surely it's a good one,
heard long after dark,
maybe at the wrong terminal,
departure, not arrival,
back home, or away from it,
a flight of fancy or beyond.

6th November 2018.

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Sara Kendrick November 9, 2018 at 12:23 PM Creative work. Enjoyed reading this one. Sara Lawrence Sharp November 9, 2018 at 3:14 PM Thank you very much indeed, Sara, your visit and comments are very deeply appreciated.

Charles Messina November 8, 2018 at 6:38 AM Funny, I've always wondered the same the as a kid growing up, and sometimes I still do. What's happening in the world while I sleep. "Thank goodness for the news" But hey, can we believe everything we hear or watch these days (lol) Awesome poetry my dear friend Lawrence...Charlie Lawrence Sharp November 8, 2018 at 9:43 AM Thanks Charles, really glad you liked this; visit and comments gratefully received, my friend.

Harry Horsman November 7, 2018 at 3:17 PM one can feel, the depth of this poem, yes a journey into your mind..love it. Lawrence Sharp November 8, 2018 at 1:46 AM Thanks so much, Harry, greatly appreciated.

Sunlite Wanter November 6, 2018 at 6:34 PM I love the feeling of mystery. I often watch planes flying at night over my home and fantasize about the people's purposes. Lawrence Sharp November 6, 2018 at 10:43 PM Thanks for visit and comment, SW; as a kid I used to stare at aeroplanes cutting through the night, and always wondered what the planet would be doing while I slept. Also a metaphor for much of our existence. Very glad you liked it.

Robert Lindley November 6, 2018 at 4:39 PM My dear friend, your majestic way with words stirs the imagination and the breaks the boredom one oft has with flying. This very creative piece, stirs deeper thoughts about the gathering of people aboard a flight and how Fate could deal a dark blow to so many. Great poetry my friend- a fav... Lawrence Sharp November 6, 2018 at 10:39 PM Thanks, Robert, too kind, I'm always pleased at your commendations.

Vijay Pandit November 6, 2018 at 1:15 PM A flight of fancy ...a dialogue of life travel it seems..quite intriguing, Lawrence. Lawrence Sharp November 6, 2018 at 10:38 PM Thanks Vijay, I'm glad if it leaves anyone with something to wonder about. Visit and comment appreciated.