Sunday, November 19, 2006

Teaspoon Tuesday—Flight Plan


This prompt hasn’t quite caught my fancy. I’m not sure why. Maybe I’m too content with airplanes and being a passenger. I do wish planes were speedier. I’d have loved to fly the Concord before it was grounded but, of course, who had the money? I feel a certain sense of loss that it is no longer an option even in my dreams.
My father almost managed to be an astronaut, back when astronauts actually went to the moon. I’m not sure why he didn’t make it, but if he had, there might have been no me. I don’t particularly want to fly on the space shuttle because I am convinced I would be incredibly sick. I’m fine with flying on a commercial jet but have trouble with sea-sickness and other forms of motion-sickness.
Flying is mostly about the places I want to go. It is not the lack of wings that hold me back but responsibility.
Thinking about flying made a sad poem come to me:

If I had wings
I’d fly,
Like Icarus
And die,
Trying.

Perhaps I’m better off grounded except in my fantasies.

This book is sitting next to me right now. The Green Guides are my favorite guides to Europe. (Especially when they are in French).

6 comments:

Rose of Sharon said...

Love your poem. Powerful and succinct. I enjoyed your post, especially this line: "It is not the lack of wings that hold me back but responsibility."

Cherlee's said...

I understand how you feel. I feel that way at times. I really like your poem it short and to the point it makes you think. Thanks for sharing. I enjoyed it. Dr. John sent me your way and I glad I visited. Have a great day it will get better!

HeatherinBeautifulBritishColumbia said...

Hi Sarala, thanks for visiting and the comment. Yes, Beautiful British Columbia is still one of our best magazines! It's now called British Columbia Magazine and is at:
http://www.bcmag.ca/index.asp?id=1280

I have no idea why the name was changed... why mess with a good thing?

I'll be back to read more - great poem, but depressing to contemplate...

ian russell said...

i've always fancied the hot air balloon ride. planes just don't do it for me.

Skittles said...

Yes, your poem was beautiful! Have you traveled a lot of places?

teaspoon tuesday said...

Flight is a strange thing, people either love it or they don't. I like what you've done with the prompt anyway.