Lightbird

under an airport

Lights in dark,

a turning plough;

tube of tin and roar

with faces in a

box, high above

cold woods, streams and fields

and real life.Sinews below

rest and firm,

eyes turn to heaven

and the prison of bad air,

mocked angel, packed life.

And should they

fall from the sky,

there is a kinship in distress.

Reviews

[Tina Kline]

A truly extraordinary poem. An airport can be a fun place to visit sometimes but once up there in the air, well , that's another story. Outstanding visuals in this. I even saw this as real birds nesting withing the boundaries of where the planes come and go.

[Coyote Song]

I think you've captured the feel of an airport and the horror of the thought of the plane falling from the sky. Fantastic poem.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Another Heaney-esk offering with the same earthy and descriptive metaphors and words.

[Rosalind Gale]

A poem that soars with minimalist wings. I do enjoy reading your work Leslie, although I do not always review. You manage to say much with your gentle use of words and images. You are one of my favorite writers on here, and one I look to always read when time permits. Thank you, take care -
Rosa
-xx-

[Leslie Philibert]

Pleased you looked at this, my thanks

[Valentine]

You express so much in so few words. Living by an airport when I was younger, the engine noises were horrid. Valentine

[Leslie Philibert]

Thanks for the kind words..

[Zahra]

and the prison of bad air,
mocked angel, packed life.

interesting metaphor and very nice visuals.

[Leslie Philibert]

Best wishes and thanks !

[jacob erin-cilberto]

pretty amazing timing to read this....just a couple days ago, i was watching "Airport"--

and "there was kinship in distress"

high above the sinews below, those in that prison of tin and bad air, flew above real life...

but wished they had that real life again more than anything---

as ferlinghetti expressed, the poet is like an acrobat climbing a high wire of rhyme, above the heads of his audience....and takes quite the risk.

you always managed to achieve heights with the context and texture of what you write.

[Leslie Philibert]

Hallo Jacob, thanks for the kind words, got this idea looking out of the window and seeing the big jets headiing into Munich at night, This wrote itself...

[Helen Crutchett]

Amazing poetry Leslie! It's a long time since I've read your work and I'm glad I saw this one!


Kind regards,

Helena

[Leslie Philibert]

Hallo Helena, thanks for looking at this, my best wishes.

[Helen Crutchett]

Welcome Leslie!