Flight 777A Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoFlight
777 Do
flight attendants serve
drinks on
planes bound for heaven or
does God want perfectly clear thinking from
those negotiating the gate? Wine
works wonders for the soul it is
served for communion at the
altar bar do
sinners know the combination of the gate lock? Who
paid for the tickets? Blood,
sweat and fears the
hymn book opened wide eyes
burning red with dread so we
act Christian just
to get the pass the
takeoff from the womb may
have turbulence but is
the landing safe is the
gate too rusted for some to open? Where
is heaven's landing strip? In
Iowa? and
where is that flight attendant? I need
another sip from the chalice calms
the nerves. erin-cilberto 3/16/24 © 2024 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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11 Reviews Added on March 19, 2024 Last Updated on March 19, 2024 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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