Brian Pierre-Alexander Poet Lyric

Staring Out the Window

I made my way to the Airport
Board my flight, destination…New York
Secured my seat I began staring out the window
Ready set for the spectacle display on show

Lift off...and away we go
Turning to our left like a boomerang-bow
Above the clouds my eyes start explore
There are things about the clouds I do adore
As we pass over the Island of Grenada, I saw
Beautiful cloud formation...encore

There was a gate guarded by two Angels with spears
Inside sat a King proud and fierce 
Flanked by Angels in garment white and clean
Guarding his kingdom from us… or so it seem

It was the most beautiful thing I’ve seen
No dream, all real what I saw
I just love staring out the window…

Copyright © March 30th 2011
By: Brian Pierre-Alexander

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Carol Sunshine Brown March 30, 2012 at 11:30 AM Where did this week go I wonder again. I have enjoyed reading your poetry today Brian. I hope you have a wonderful weekend filled with joy and happiness. Keep writing and sharing your poetry. Love, Carol

Ann Roske March 30, 2012 at 10:06 AM I wish my flights were like this - beautiful write.