Thursday, October 15, 2015

Air Show

Cloudless thunder                                                  
splits the sky
as white planes rise
on red fire.

to apogee,
they rocket
then fall
back to ground-

to soar again in glory
as the cheering crowd
shrieks for more!

From my backyard,
I see small birds reel,
made awkward  with fear
when the fighter steeply banks
just past my line
of defiant trees. 

The afterburner’s thrust
can both exhilarate
and annihilate.

Proud simians,

faster than eagles
dropping like

we are perfect
raptors -

we are masters
of gravity.

(3 May 2014)

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