Yep, good poem, Arthur.
Sally-ee
on 20/4/02 2:48 pm, arthur007 at [log in to unmask] wrote:
> Turbulence
>
> South of Faro, homeward bound,
> the sky's titanic fists hammer our fragile wings.
> Ping! Fasten your seat belts!
>
> Unloose the butterflies of terror!
> Let fly the birds of blood
> to fluster in our throats!
>
> Down the aisle the ravaged child,
> slack-jawed, unfocussed eyes,
> head rolling like a sea-tossed skiff,
>
> supported by her father, she honks,
> flaps thin arms, flutters slender fingers,
> spools threads of space into vaporous skeins.
>
> They wait outside the toilet,
> legs twitch and we politely tolerate
> the danse macabre of this broken marionette.
>
> Another thunderous blow reverberates,
> our startled eyes engage a grin
> she dredges from some pool of mockery deep within.
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