Where the Noreaster Flies

WHERE THE NOR’EASTER FLIES

what is the weather, dear.
oh my! where we last sailed
the Nor’easter flies.

oh my, i’m blown over
my darling, that’s clear.
forgot you’re docked over there.

i’m inhaling (yes i do)
the counterclockwise winds
that are keeping you.

piloting your plane
without delay
spurring you South.

see the heart-shaped clouds
like tobacco smoke
as i slowly exhale.

sorry, honey,
i’ve tipped your coke
on the clumsy stewardess.

she deserved
a black eye
but all is well

now sit back
and enjoy
as i land this plane.

10/10/2019
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Lamoureux Avatar
October 11, 2019 at 9:34 AM
Most of entertaining. This brought a smile.
Rodrigues Avatar
October 11, 2019 at 9:37 AM
Thanks, Richard!
Green Avatar
October 10, 2019 at 10:31 AM
That was fun to read. You flew this one to the page perfectly Kim. And it is okay to knock over the coke but be real careful it it is my beer, that stuff is precious. : )
Rodrigues Avatar
October 10, 2019 at 10:52 AM
LOL! Thanks, Chris! Did not do any of this except the travel stuff.
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