The Day I Flew
by Charles Keller — Read all 159 poems by Charles Keller
Written on an airplane at 30,000 feet.
Thursday, September 21, 2006
To all those who soar above the clouds
On top of clouds,
Windswept puffs,
I sat unwound
And watched the fluffs
Rolling, sliding
Beneath my eyes.
Sometimes hiding
The clear blue skies.
A million souls,
Beneath me, stand
On hills that roll
On desert sand,
Scanning high
With wondrous eyes
The birds and I
In the cloud filled skies.
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