07 December 2016

Day Dream During Flight





The sky that’s visible is brilliant blue
with a floor of cloud, so I know we climbed
though we don’t seem to be moving, not now.

The window frame is the sole reference—
so tiny it’s silly, no protection
against the vastness it attempts to mask.

I tighten my seatbelt and imagine
there is no descent, no landing, no bumps
even no sundown in the time ahead.

The plane is crowded but the view offers
infinite openness, a heavenly
absence of walls, ceilings and closed doors.

I fight my eyes closing and imagine
a super-powered rise above the harm
of grasping greedy pained humanity.

But it will be dark soon even up here.
I am tired.  Sleep and landing are both
certain.  If only I could stay this high on dreams. 




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© 2016 Susan L. Chast




15 comments:

thotpurge said...

the floor of cloud, the silly window and being high on dreams... gorgeous!

Sumana Roy said...

"there is no descent, no landing, no bumps / even no sundown in the time ahead."...only if we could frame it forever...such beautiful and gorgeous images...the floor of cloud, my favorite too...

Sherry Blue Sky said...

So beautiful. I adore looking down on clouds, it is like flying through heaven.

Panchali said...

"The window frame is the sole reference—
so tiny it’s silly, no protection
against the vastness it attempts to mask."...Yes, one feels so tiny indeed!!It inspires humbleness and humility at once.
Beautiful poem...Susan. Thank you!

Sanaa Rizvi said...

My goodness! Such gorgeous use of imagery here, Susan!❤️ Kudos!!

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

I've never looked at a flight quite like this before. Most of mine are cramped and uncomfortable! :)

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for an interesting prompt and the nudge towards 'Civil Aviation Day'

Both our poems today carry similar motifs within the given theme

A Happy Aviation day to you

much love...

Myrna R. said...

The images are beautiful here. I love the last line. Wish we could stay that high awake (without drugs of course).

Rob Jackson said...

I especially like the last two stanzas!

Martin Kloess said...

You took me away to fly with you. Thank you

Mary said...

Wow, I like your picture of flying.....so peaceful, calm, relaxing, dreamlike.
If only it were always this relaxing!

Old Egg said...

I must agree with the silly little window! However after flying to many places all over the world I still can't help feeling so grateful at journeys end that the flight is over.

Jae Rose said...

If only - yes that would be a good flight of fancy.. i love the photo also and admire your ability to fly with ease.. i always find if i think about those tiny windows and the thin layer of metal between the sky and the earth i turn pale.. sometimes it's best not to question flight..but just enjoy it

Eric said...

Oh those windows so small! If only they were bigger. No walls no ceilings, you see a lot out there, chasing the sun around the world, if youre fast it will never set

Nicholas V said...

I love flying, Susan so your lovely poem resonated with me,..