Water Plane Poems | Examples
These Water Plane poems are examples of Plane poems about Water. These are the best examples of Plane Water poems written by international poets.
Shallow people
in murky Waters
Dissolution
Sons and daughters
By no surprise
Beyond closed eyes
misguided kiss
Unrailing Bliss
We have capsized
Polarized land falls, sunshines
Shallow people in the Desert Storm
Shallow people alone
In the drought caught up
People standing in the shadow cactuses spit out
Regurgitating thorns embedded in my side
Spirit I rush there's no rains here
The floods have stopped
30 people in murky water
Downloaded drowned people no longer matter
For the solace sun has dried,
them all scorched fried now battered
8/22/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024
They found Amelia Earhart’s plane!
An under-water drone,
Using sonar, sent an image
Of the Lockheed she did own.
In 1937,
Out to circumvent the globe,
Earhart disappeared and searchers
Had no clues with which to probe.
She’d planned a fuel stop on an island
Out in the Pacific
But never made it; rumors
Of a crash were not specific.
Yet the years have not diminished
People’s interest in her case
And a current exploration’s
Given hope we can embrace.
Though confirmation’s yet to come
And will take pricey gear,
This news, unlike the usual,
Is wonderful to hear.
one sip on
a midflight wearied...
- as -
my eyes wandered
seeked and worried...
- over -
any chance at
that washroom door...
- so -
while i knotted my calm
no leak came passing
- with -
the sounds of taps
toning and erasing water
- passing -
as leaks only bliss
sounding of nothing more
- ah -
the stink i remember
wreaked and dismembered
- some -
diner's lunch up
on the floor
- across -
the aisle blocking any
line-up at that door
- andt -
made those hours
much more sore
stans sand
Iowa or Nebraska? Kansas or?
I get tossed out before I get any answers.
Wow! This is the best idea I ever had.
I float like a cloud,
Can I flip onto my back?
Who would want to? This is heaven!
I float casually for quite a while,
Enjoying the scenery
This is better than being in the airplane.
I am actually part of this! I am a giant bird,
I am on top of the world.
Feelings I cannot describe have taken me over.
I am captive to feelings that have no name.
I float happily
Until I realize I am getting closer to earth now.
Panic rises to the top of the feelings pile.
What if I land on a big tree?
How deep is that water? Is it a lake or a pond?
Who will find me? Sky diving was crazy. Dangerous!
I hear the plane crash. Feel relief that I am safe. Did the pilot get out? He was a great guy.
Am I going to land in that tree? Who would find me there? Where is the steering wheel?
That is the last thing I remember
Then WHOMP! I was on the ground, landing insanely close to a lake.
A fisherman on the other side waved.
I waved back.
Normal? Probably never again actually.
Can an airplane swim?
With water splashing in its rim.
Does it float?
After sinking under ocean for five minutes long.
Does the plane dive?
Like a king of the sea is going to arrive.
Or does it die?
Like how my dreams fall into the ocean before it touches the sky.
Do you know what I mean?
When you live like an airplane in the ocean.
Stranded in tides and waves, with scenery in vain.
Looking up in the sky, wishing someday I could fly again.
When sunset ushers a sky violet blue
At the first star’s light, my thoughts are of you.
And when I gaze into the moonlit sea;
Lights dancing on water, you are with me.
When a lovely flower bends to the breeze
I picture your face, so eager to please.
As I fly away to a distant land
You dwell in my heart; I’m at your command.
I love your deep voice and things that you say,
And ways you miss me when I am away.
I don’t want to extinguish this fire,
Though it consumes my mind with desire.
I long for the moment we’ll reunite
And I'll share your kisses throughout the night.
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Song: Leaving on a Jet Plane
This poem relates to the song perfectly because I was always leaving on a jet plane
as a stewardess for 34 years. I met my husband on one of my flights in December
of 1979. We were married In December 1981 and the most difficult part of our
marriage was me being away 4 days at a time while flying down under to Sydney,
or Auckland, or 3 day trips to Japan. My thoughts were always with my husband and
children.