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Happy Hour

Audio Recordings, Flight, Travel / tagged Butterflies, Humor, Migration / November 18, 2023 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

All the monarchs pollen-drunk
are weaving their way to Mexico
with a final teasing loop or two
taunting that I can't come too

Little do their little brains know
That American and Southwest
fly direct from Austin now
and I can be a week
of margaritas awaiting their arrival

Saw Once From A Plane

Audio Recordings, Flight, Haiku, Travel / October 17, 2023 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Back to the Barn

Audio Recordings, Farm, Flight, Nostalgia, Ranch Life, Remembering / tagged Birds / August 29, 2023 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Look how the swallows thread the sky - B.J. Buckley

Watching swallows swoop and loop
from the window of the loft again
would mend some tears in the years

Barn Swallows

Audio Recordings, Farm, Flight, Ranch Life / tagged Barn, Birds / August 27, 2023 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

They swoop
from beneath the eaves
carving an invitation
to the big red ship

Come slip your moorings
and follow us across the sea

November 7858 Golf

Audio Recordings, Flight, Pilots, Remembering / July 15, 2023 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

You never forget your first

Beauty is nice, and grace
but if it is to lasting be

forgiveness is the key

Author’s first airplane, Cessna 172 Sky Harbor Airport, Phoenix, AZ

Climbout Sunsets

Audio Recordings, Flight, Pilots, Relationships, Travel / tagged Aging, Michelangelo, Supersonic Flight / July 14, 2023 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

John Gillespie Magee
slipped the surly bonds of earth
reached out and touched the face of God

Planes are bigger and faster now
I in my Aero Commander
commander of the air

Climbing at dusk have set the sun
on the lip of the world
and held it there

Have rode the Concorde
faster than the speed of sound
and faster than the earth goes round
that can lift it up where it went down

And there are times I'd best the lark
to try to hold or yet turn back
baby's smiles and love's first spark

I think Magee, the reverence would see
as we all fight the dying of the light
and try to touch the Sistine finger
a little longer before night

Wouldn’t It Be Nice

Audio Recordings, Flight, Pilots / tagged Joy, Wonder / July 13, 2023 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Wouldn't it be nice
if you went out with your instructor one morning
and the blue foothills sky was full of white puff ball clouds

And you smiled at each other
and began to play in and out of their magic
of shadows and light

And it felt much as lighter than air
as air is lighter than earth

And the hour took moments and forever
and the silence and awe followed you back
and he wouldn't even take your money for the ride

Now I know it's not legal to fly in clouds like that
so I'm not exactly saying that it happened
but wouldn't it be nice

How to Hook a Guy to Fly

Audio Recordings, Flight, Pilots / July 12, 2023 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Buy him a ride with a barnstormer before he's ten
and see how big he grows as the town grows small

Put First Flight $5.00 in a magazine ad in Hawaii
Let the pilot do the take off and hand over the controls
Let him fly Waikiki beach to Diamond Head and back

The Barnstormer and the Boy

Audio Recordings, Flight, Pilots, Ranch Life, Travel / tagged escape, Growing up / July 11, 2023 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

In the little plane, just the pilot and me
up up up into the prairie air

Climbing and gliding and floating free
high above the county fair

The town looked small from way up there but hell... it looked small from anywhere

It was the changing people into ants
that I loved best and wanted again

Being on the wrong side of relative bigness had been causing me a lot of pain

The Day I Saw the UFO

Audio Recordings, Farm, Flight, Ranch Life / July 10, 2023 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

I'm sitting
with my back against the tractor tire
eating lunch in the long field by the lake

It flies over
directly south to north
plenty high and far from humanly fast

It is made of a metal that shines out of itself

I rise with a smile
brush the crumbs from my jeans
set my eyes on the furrow
and let out the clutch

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