Piccadilly Lilly

For Devons Picture This group

Seductive curves made of steel

Her smile seen on the horizon

Mocking those that would shoot her down

Engine purring, the only feminine sound

The enemy tries to assault her

But are destroyed with weapons of fire

One by one they all crash and burn

When will the putrid imbeciles learn?

Only brave me can climb inside

Her comforts with them she will share

She'll caress them through the night

And toast to a victorious fight 

Reviews

[Devons]

I think when they were painting figures and names like this on the noses of their planes, personification is exactly what they were aiming for -- and this poem does a rather good job of getting between the paintwork and the metal, in a manner of speaking. There seems to be a careful choice of wording which evades the obvious clues that it's either the plane or the character of the woman that is being referred to -- but the description always fits both. From this perspective 'she' is both fearsome and glorious. And of course (between the lines) we all know that just the opposite could be relevant. The connotations of war are long and echoing always --
and this is an effective tribute to that; a good piece of poetry.

[LadyCardiac]

You're choice of words were inspiring.

[Fran Marie]

this poem paints a cool image of the old B-17 bomber .... and the brave men who flew with her....nicely donE!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

this puts me in a mind of a song Mary Chapin Carpenter sings about a car she drives and the badass engine it holds........not sure why. This rocks and do you! XX

[Marshal Gebbie]

A flight of fancy!!
And here's to an earthy, voluptuous conflict.

[Tate Morgan]

Well heres to the men who risked their lives in her every time they went up