Plane Poem | Teen Ink

Plane Poem

August 16, 2010
By 1COR13 PLATINUM, Anchor Point, Alaska
1COR13 PLATINUM, Anchor Point, Alaska
28 articles 0 photos 34 comments

Favorite Quote:
"When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace." - Jimmi Hendrix

The air smells like chicken
I hear lots of finger lickin'
On both my sides are elbows
Which have their cons and pros
A guy with a big cart taps me on the shoulder
He looks to be 25, maybe a bit older
He offers me a drink
But he doesn't have lemonade that's pink
Drinks cost too much dough
So I just look out and watch the clouds below
I think there's only two more hours
I hope to be greeted by sunshine and not showers
And when they finally land this plane
I hope the air smells like a minty candy cane

Similar Articles


This article has 0 comments.