Best Airports Poems

I am not lonely anymore
LAX - my neighbor next door
TSA is boyfriend
Daily travels pretend
Mile High Club is now on the floor...


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So thick with rain,the rancid air
into the jungle pours.
Young soldiers with their feet on fire
keep on despite the sores.

This war is one that no one...

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It don’t really matter   

If Plaster of Paris is not made in France
If Ginger and Fred never learned how to dance
If shoestring potatoes...

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Theatre of the Absurd

Like an actor in a theatre of the absurd,
there stepped onto the stage a horrid clown,
an ego-maniac who makes his own staff...

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There’s a thing called Corona that’s going around,
and the yakety-yak of it’s bringing folks down,
for it’s not like some circus that’s coming to town!
If you...

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I’ve unfurled the Southern Cross tonight and put it
On the wall, and as I gazed the longest while.. I thought I heard the
dingo’s call? ...

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Airports; people and planes,
Traffic jams and baggage claim. 
Noisy, rumbling, to the gate I'm 
running. 

Looking at the screen for my flight, 
Delayed? What is...

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Going out on trips
Everyone enjoys them
Enjoying a snack and coffee
All family get togethers
Bride and groom wedding blues
Eating out we all enjoy to do
All shopping malls...

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I drop my friends when I no longer need them. 
Disposing myself of them at bus terminals, airports,
and other places.

Please do not take this personally.

And...

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Alaska; the wilderness state, the last frontier:
Where majestic mountains,
Deliver streams into flowing rivers:
Down slopes covered in forests
Of Sitka Spruce and Western Hemlock,
That dominates the landscape.
The...

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I've given the plight of kids crossing our border thoughtful consideration.
I would like to propose a panacea that might ease this critical situation.
I recommend that...

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I forgive you my dear country
And her ignoramuses
To my televangelists who prophesy 
earthquakes
And hellfire
Instead of love and forgiveness
So they steal from the poor
To buy miracles...

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Tapping on cymbals were seekers of peace.
while a young man will give up his life
in a far away land where the bombs don't cease
and there's...

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Coming of Age

Sitting on my front porch
Watching the world go by
I wonder what I’ve learned
At the age of 55?

What were the 60’s all about?
Did we...

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Here we are again, you having to pack
When I just got used to having you back
I hate you having to work so far
Wanting to see...

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