Airport Poems - Poems about Airport

For Brian Strand's Your Choice Y Poetry Contest 13 June 2025 -->-> ...

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From Liszt Ferenc International Airport Silent night, arriving at the airport Bus 200E, thank you for the service Goodbye. Have a good journey in the night Thank you I told the driver Waiting taxis are beckoned by bright yellow flashing lights Walking passengers on pavement, night lights, panoramic windows, B Terminal Cold air outside, friendly atmosphere inside. Sitting and lying people, dreamy neon...

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A friend of mine just called me Since her flight has been delayed, With Newark messing up the plans So many folks have made. I do not live in Jersey So this airport isn’t mine, But it isn’t far and all its problems Somehow crossed the line. Construction on the runways Made United cancel flights And controllers walking off the job Brought danger to new heights. Equipment...

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Last glimpse of Davao Seen underneath the plane wing Before its sun down. Last time glued with you Wearing those lovely smile Is viewed from tarmac. Last time I kiss you My knees shaking terribly As we said goodbye. Last seen your photo Tired tears rolling down my cheeks As I feel asleep....

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Some would recommend nudity to avoid lines at airport security. No need for frisks or probes or risks just a pre-boarding colonoscopy. ...

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Have you ever thought about the permanence of airports? Flights dock and depart. The people flow in and out, ever-changing, a whirl of color and language and time. But not the concrete. Not the tile. The cornerstones always remain. Decades of stories, manifold fears and dreams, held between each molecule. Here we are timeless. Existence escapes the construct of seconds that parade forward. In an airport, you simply are....

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Cold blue tile is the foundation from which two children build their world. This airport has seen thousands upon thousands of feet touching its ground, but their travel-weary weight is erased as toddlers run, screaming joyfully, over top. Laughter bubbles from their tiny pink lips, and I find I can’t help but join in. Snow-blond hair and a green dino hoodie. These...

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Miami International Airport has something most airports do not they have trained therapy dogs ready for hugs and cuddles I am unsure how I can find one but if I get to Miami, I will be looking for one....

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Beneath fluorescent runway bars and stripped cars the hollow hum of engines, echoes of footsteps stretch thin across marble floors ancient whores! Ghosts in suits drift scarves through the fog of the sublime, their eyes dim beacons distant, never seeing what is before them. The air tastes of cold steel whispered departures of souls. Meeting in the night, where the walls sigh stories of strangers...

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My sister almost missed her flight, But made it by a hair. An accident and traffic Slowed her down from getting there. It made me think of years ago, When you could reach your gate Just minutes from the takeoff And it wouldn’t be too late. No TSA, no pat-downs, Friends and family by your side; With shoes and belts and jackets on, You took...

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it's been a long night and I've been tracing your footsteps since the beginning I am tired of the black it brings of your shirt, the way you smelled as you hugged me goodbye suddenly I have to wait years to see you again to touch you again and I have to hold back my tears to comfort those already crying because...

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Sheryl had never been a fan of public affection. Harry knew this, but he was hoping. When they parted she had used the term “boy next door”. He saw that as a brush off. She had been attending college for four months. He had offered to pick her up from the airport. He was hoping her feelings had changed. Sheryl’s heart slammed...

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The time ticks by As I stare at the clock Knowing my near future. Just sitting Waiting. No news, no change. Storms rage, Confusion, resignation, consternation . The time seems slower somehow. Like the whole world still turns but us. Decisions. Coffee? No coffee? Who can predict? People bustle, not knowing, dazed. Children scream with over tired, Hot...

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they don't want dramatic parents anymore sentimental they got bored of them they are sick of exaltation they don't want the vehemence of which the parents hung on convinced that it would be freedom we those with a muzzle swollen by history we look at them with trembling eyes in hidden tears we do we wake up? or die? we died we woke up but they discreetly wrap around around...

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Airport security is a nightmare when Tinman is around. When security leads him off, he makes not a bit of a sound. Lion rolls his eyes because fear overtakes his heart. Don’t fret says scarecrow, whose logic is totally smart. Toto gives an annoyed bark that travels to the next Wal-Mart. I know, I tell him, but she is not...

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