Tarmac Poems - Poems about Tarmac

...The first attempt This is the first poem I try not to think about. It is like crossing the plateau of Alentejo I see the tarmac road that stretches miles ahead must follow the lines of the ro......

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...The flying lesson White as a shroud, the virtual paper in front of me I wanted to record my first flight in a Dakota plane  Inside, the aircraft looked like a bus, reaching under my seat for th......

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...sun, ripe citrus fruit sapphire sky flecked with white clouds~ tarmac road steaming. ......

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... Born yonder east flickering behind the rolling sky. Majestic birth of light governs wonders for new and old eyes. Though northern winds crash and whistle around walking legs under hooded collar......

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...12 when I wrote this, from the perspective of a mushroom. My gills grasping at air, but the grass is not too far; My scales glimmering stupidly to shine through watered tar. And in the ......

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... If I was meant to fly I'd have feathers and wings. For being naked, no lift-off brings. Instead I try to use sticks, feathers, paper and strings, like Icarus, and the Wright Brothers, Wilbur a......

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...Late at the airport, in haste we arrived. Rumbling plastic wheels rushing in unity, from tarmac to marble to carpet; the shuffling queue dispersed, finally. Luggage swept away, adorned with label......

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...The sound of wheels on tarmac Keeps me focused Keeps me grounded Keeps me present The sound of wheels on tarmac Takes me farther and farther away From everything I have ever known Chained up......

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...It was full of long stringy grass which had grown out, all over the back of the house. It hung over the bare walls. The briars were everywhere and they would prick you clean red blooded. The shed wid......

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...It’s a cold December afternoon, Four-thirty, and already dusk is upon us. We walk side by side, like since forever, Up the slight incline that takes us to the top of the road, Shoes scuffling on ......

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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 t......

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...I was hoping that you could come so that we could pack our bags and run, the plane is on the tarmac and the crew is waiting to close the boarding gate, you have got to get on the tracks before it’s ......

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...Rimmed with red, the sky emerges from an alcoholic haze, collapses on the shoulder of a hill. As thin-lipped as the letter box, I brush a broken bottle from the driveway: shards of glass ......

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...Who actually is like us The modern world you see today Right before your eyes, Who done this and who done that Well you’re in for a wee surprise. From the Bank of England to the Bank of France......

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...Back from the desert and loving it both the visit and the return. The powerful plane deiced in Chicago. Brittlebush, difficulty distinguishing acacia from ironwood. Mesquite, and plenty of palove......

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