Best Airstrip Poems

the sea is beautiful
rocking
with foamy waves
storm and flightless
The sea was once
                      her airstrip

hiding the borders
sky's sea and earth
she loved

fly
clouds and waves,
through a snowstorm
like the...

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From Rusizi in Rwanda 
lies a historical site that is linked to the Musinga history, 
a palace next to the elegant tree (umuvumu) in the Rukali village
behind the Kamembe Airstrip in Rusizi district
our roots are in Nyanza and in Moba,Tanganyika
we are from the Abega clan

From...

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Sending the tending to an unfriended ending,
 yet somehow suspending from rending a newly offending recommending.
Logotype monotype linotype,
overripe stereotype,
 teletyped an unripe heliotype. 
Guttersnipe snipe,
 stipe snipe ripe,
 a wipe type a tripe, 
unleash a withering hype. 


Dip snip,
nip lip,
slip skip,
rip the apple pip
over a...

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The first time the Japanese were stopped in World War 2... 
was 7th of September 1942...(Before Gaudacanal fight was finished)...they retreated then
back  to Rabaul after heavy fighting with the Aussies in the muddy swamp at Milne Bay, New
Guinea...
http://www.scullywag.com/kokoda1942stoush/

Milne Bay Battle 1942...

In the mud of...

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Litter bearers burst unexpectedly 
in with a casualty.  Sergeant Lindsey 
grabs one pole end, then BOOM!, the roof and rear
end of our frail little hooch disappear.  

A swirl of black, smokey blue sky I see.  
He lays prone a sprawl the deck,...

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Aboard Harry S Truman, CVN 75
Monumental battle ship, 
Within her hull, she seemed alive

Floating city, hauling a deadly airstrip
Creating peace, in the middle East, with the fatal Tomcat
Crew headed for a six month defensive trip

American flag flown, in every sea, ready for combat
Internal soul is...

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A clear view of the Arabian blue
I don’t ‘inch’ closer, I ‘mile’ ahead 
In a relaxed cockpit, shared by two.

A proud teacher, my knowledge I spread
‘To fly they must have flown before’
Break this infinite loop; I choose instead 

Let them learn, I don’t keep score.
Even...

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My Last Las Vegas C.E.S. (1)
(A Memorial Poem)
I long counted Steve Bristow a friend (1) and we'd fly off to lunch
some days (Steve would get 'hours in' he needed for license - small planes).
It was fun to go with him (a 'lunch' more than three...

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When I am broke
I write a poem
I make myself the hero
In my poem, nobody can stop me
Out, I hop from my S-Class Benz 
Into my waiting Lamborgini to my private airstrip
That car is sleek and comfy, one in a million
My chopper I enter and chop...

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They crept upon our shores eating away the inner core
They crept upon our shore knocking on our barricade doors
Tall stout men with peevish eyes and strange looks on their white faces
Invade our quarters looking for our beautiful daughters. 
I could hear their heavy boots drilling...

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It doesn't matter how long
I have been on this ship,
it doesn't  matter how long
I have been on this plane,
nor does it matter the time I spend on this road,
looking for solidarity,
It is just a journey about to be concluded,
not a destination.

All that really matters...

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We agree before any trip 
Exactly how livestock will ship
But with notice not
Venezuelans got
To the Martha’s Vineyard airstrip


Author's note: Pundits and politicians say Governor DeSantis of Florida treats immigrants like livestock or animals, which is a lie. In fact, animals routinely get better tracking than...

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I have the greatest of the great ideas!” My husband said. 
“Best one I have ever had!” He uses this line weekly 
Since he is in sales, and we have been married a long time 
I did not drop my I-pads to listen, for I...

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__________________   RAG BAGGER


      What is a blowboat
      which way does the warm wind blow
      Im lashed to the mast


      GINSU - KNIFE ...

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The red tail light of the 737 flashed rhythmically against the dark skyline

It taxied its approach on the runway, everything was set, it all looked fine

She looked out the window across the dark land wondering if he was there

She had left him a note, she...

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