Red-Eye

Whoever named the red-eye flight
(The one that flies your overnight)
Got everything exactly right –
For you’ll appear depleted.

In cramped confines you’ll try to sleep
But even if you’re counting sheep
Your snips of slumber won’t be deep;
Your brain will thus feel cheated.

Such deprivation takes a toll
On eyes (the windows of the soul)
So catching up will be your goal
Once travel’s been completed.

You make it home and need to crash;
Unpacking hopes begin to dash
For both your eyes, from lid to lash,
To dreamland have retreated.

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Robert Johnson

Date: 7/27/2019 4:57:00 PM

Well if a poem like this is what comes from an adventure on the red-eye. You call your travel agent right away for another.:)

Rico Leffanta

Date: 7/22/2019 5:03:00 PM

Back in the fifties, I was in a Contingency Unit that flew all around the world with never a problem as, "Jet lag" had not been invented. I suspect it is caused by sitting elbow-to-elbow with your neighbour's fetid breath blowing in your ears and the knees of the passenger behind you breaking your back. Sardines came in a tin back then! Aloha! Rico

Gershon Wolf

Date: 7/21/2019 8:08:00 PM

So well-rhymed, and an engaging portrayal of red-eye flight sleep deprivation. Excellent, as always, Ilene. :) gw

Jan Allison

Date: 7/21/2019 5:38:00 PM

We usually have the red eye flight early in the morning to go to the Uk to see the cancer specialist for my hubby but next visit at the end of the month it's more civilised and we fly around 10am, hope you had an awesome holiday and you get over the jet lag soon!hugs Jan xx