Long Fuselage Poems

Enola Gay

There on the ‘North Field’ tarmac of Tinian Island, Marianas;
Taxis the sleek designed ‘Boeing B-29 Superfortress’ to ready for take-off. 1
Glistening, polished aluminum under the blaring floodlights filmed for posterity,
Maneuvers' the ‘Enola Gay’, chosen...

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Tim’s father had been a refugee once he put down his fight and his gun

The story is that he embarked on the very last ship leaving East Prussia

Under siege tanks and bombs from above fireworks...

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Manchester United 1958 part 2 of 3
by Robert (Bob) Moore © 2015

the wing tore off when it hit the house, the tail was hanging free
the fuselage hit a wooden hut, and the cockpit hit a...

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Kahlia Akasha Is Back
We armed our jet with 8 anti ship missiles. Every single under wing weapon pylon was spoken for. Under fuselage drop tank full of fuel, in front of that  a twin...

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Do you hear the whispers?
They are all around for those who listen.
I prefer to ignore the noise,
For out of darkness the voices are risen.
He did this, and she did that;
If it needs to be spoken...

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I'd rather be trapped in an elevator with Hannibal Lecter than be in the presence of Homelander


He flew inside a doom plane full of innocent people
He stop the terrorist from commandeering and high jacking the...

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They channelized the news
the quick zapped flash of fact undeniably
taking the opportunity by storm
by the contortions of varsity
they proclaimed so devoutly
the new acceptable norm
of an already butchered normality

And who with applause
with the legalized blurb
of an...

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lub dub, lub dub  echoes of the heart
just one sound that will tear it apart
its reins will tighten and choke the air sacks
fuselage lines squeezed  from the fortress of  plaques

the alarm is...

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My husband drives the highway past the old plane graveyard.
Permission to visit once a dream, now his reward.
He drools, as he studies the bounty before him, to take.
First the one that comes closest, but none...

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My husband drives the highway past the old plane graveyard.
Permission to visit once a dream, now his reward.
He drools, as he studies the bounty before him to take.
First the one that comes closest, but none...

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It was not only the losers that were staging a hasty exodus around the airport.Largely outnumbering them were native frantic runaways.

Like goaded gazelles, pell-mell, they yelled at hell 
where only disaster and despair could leap...

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The Flame Burnt Hot.
The air was thin, standing looking out of the small window
Flying to Tunisia through a cloud level that was low
Stretching my legs and peering down the fuselage 
From the flight deck, appeared...

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Smoking, choking, back slapping bloking,
false bonhomie in the dawns grey light.
Coffee drinking, tired eyes blinking,
rimmed red from lack of sleep that night.

Nervous twitching, raw skin itching,
pacing the floor, one more cigarette.
Knowing glances, some in trances,
eyes...

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I remember one day
When i was young
To fly into space
As earths atmosphere's sprung

I have thought and thought
Of what it would be like
To build a spaceship
And finally take flight

Where would i start
And how would it look
Materials...

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In class, the aerodynamics of thought -
the engineer commandeers our papers.
She wears a blindfold over mouth and nose,
trains us on how to crease and navigate.

The solid white and dotted lines, on course.
Teach’ will enforce sans...

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A black fly in midwinter
has burgled the warm air of the kitchen.

It struggles for height,
a brittle-winged air-bender
reaching for plateaus,
higher footstools,
grasping for spice shelves
or the slope of a slick cooker hood.

The splutter
of an over-revved engine,
the bolted...

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Fish flesh ceiling marinades evening in mandarin
  Paprika streaks Alaskan sky, an exploded pumpkin
  Garish stretch marks bruise tumid buttocks
  Jack-o'-lantern flicker silhouettes summits 
  
  Door open draught steers...

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I noticed whilst walking up and down the thing
What's going on here I thought
I had been given a middle seat
In what I consider to be the worst flight I have ever experienced
The two passengers either...

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First Prize


The Canadian couple had been married for 55 years, 
 they had been on TV and given a ticket- first class- 
a week in Paris. On the plane the young stewardess 
made a fuss...

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Aerial Painting 
The painting in the hall of an old bi-plane flying 
a across a blue sky, was different this morning, 
it had landed by a waterfall and the pilots stood 
leaning against the plane’s...

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The womb must be a spaceship.
A fuselage of stars.
The fuss of all new mothers
who's astronaut's are ours.

Each toddler with a mission
to rocket into space.
Where drives to leave the planet
grow on for our disgrace.

The welcome to...

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