Bette Bavington Poet Roundel

The Wooden Airplane

The children climbed on to the wooden airplane
Their mouths were going a mile a minute to all the 
Different kinds of places they could go even as far
Away as Zanzibar
Which I found quite spectular.
To hear these children be able to obtain
And sustain
This fascinating trip was almost bizarre.
The children climbed on to the wooden airplane
Their mouths were going a mile a minute to all the 
Different kinds of places they could go even as far
Away as Zanzibar.
It was amazing how they ascertain
Through video games that they were real pilots who 
Have for years been using radar
To cross Hazardous terrain
Which gave my mind a slight jar.
These children in all their innocence which they 
Weren't aware knew how to entertain.
The children climbed on to the wooden airplane
Their mouths were going a mile a minute to all the
Different kinds of places they could go even as far
Away as Zanzibar.

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Chris Green June 30, 2017 at 12:05 PM I was not familiar with this form but I certainly like it and your poem, how it went from long ago children's fantasies to the modern day video fantasies that seem to be as big a part of their world as that wooden airplane might have been long ago is incredible. Very creative. Bette Bavington June 30, 2017 at 12:59 PM Thank you.