i hate it when planes crash. Sometimes, I’m scared to go on one. It reminds me of 911.
heather
many eagles lifting away fom the eyries of erewhon,straight way making for extreme height and I saw the last of them leave my vision. Before the clouds took it. And now I know the meaning of loss.
mojo62
I love to fly. My mom was a flight instructor when I was a kid and my father owned and built many aircraft. Flying is not riding around in jets, it’ssmall 2 place Piper Cubs and Cessna 150’s.
chris
Fight or flight – that’s what life always comes down to.
Sam
i drew myself a picture. It’s a picture of a steam train. Goin’ to the city. Gointa see the big lights. I drew myself a picture. It’s a picture of a steam train. Goin’ away for a while. Watch me go… I wrote myself a poem. A poem of a bird in flight. Goin’ to the cloudline. Gointa burst into flames.
crabmuffins
escape. flee. run away. go. now. while you still can.
b
Flight, I quite like flight especially when I’m using these custom wings that I’ve made. There are problems however, especially when I end up flying into a building or even a plane. i did that one, it wasn’t pretty.
Saying that however I think I should save my flight to planes, they’re far more reliable. Generally. Maybe. You tell me
It’s cool I can fly though yes?
Chris
Well the first thing that springs to mind is flight of the conchords, what a good programme, so many funny musical songs! I havent flown very often but I would love the ability to fly, not just ‘falling with style’. I like plane food too, not many people do. I think it has a certain novelty!
emma
I flap my wings and my feet leave the earth. This is not my first flight, but each new adventure feels like a new exploration of my world… and myself. The higher I fly the smaller the world gets and the bigger I feel.
Darius A Monsef IV
The bird soared through the sky. The black feathers sleek against the wind. Each beat of it’s wings showed the power within it. Over trees, it soared. Over rivers, lakes, and mountains.
Art
Flight of the Chonchords…I guess they’re a pretty good band. But I would really like to catch a flight down to the Carolinas right now. I really miss her…more than I ever thought I would. I am not going to hurt her. I’m not. I promised her and promised myself. I love her. The flight down there for good will be well worth the wait.
Lynn
flight is the light feeling we get in our hearts and minds when we see that special person. When all becomes weightless and all your burdens are gone because her smile gave you a mild amnesia that made the world seem that much brighter and lighter.
Gary Bynoe
volar… I’ve been to over 35 airports. flight is not natural. but it is probably good. uses too much fuel… I hate airports, but they’re okay once you’re in them. flying is not my cup of tea. but american airlines has the best coffee in business class, check it out.
Leah
Flight, as in an airplane. It goes on and on, over valleys and bright lights. Cannot be stopped, because nothing can stop it. Over and over and over…everything it waits for the land to come to it, it is above, esoteric.
Ben
i wanna fly every morning to sky. it is about being free i think. every one need some dreams and being free is the most important thing about dreams. you dont have to think when you are dreaming.
aendewo
Flight again and again and again and I’m ignoring it. Don’t think, right? So straying from the topic can’t at all be… swimming, swimming is bling. Brap, brap. Stephen Fry or Steven Fry, I can never remember. I’m guessing ph.
Sam
szeretnék repülni, ami egy nagyon jó dolog, repültem már repülővel, de ha saját szárnyaim lennének, az nagyon jó lenne. bárhová el tudnék jutni. fel a magasba az égbe. a kék égbe. mint a madár és eljuthatnék másokhoz is nagyon könnyedén, imádom a szabadságot ami ezzel együtt jár!!!
Kováts Ágnes
some are afraid some are on board as a merry maid some dont give a hoot about flight. birds do it bees do it even educated terrorists do it.
jim jeffreys
Flight! The wind beneath his wings…so exhilarating, as he soared, soared! The earth below him was a child’s play-city, with the cars and trees and little plastic-play-people like the view from an airplane…and oh! how the world looked from these eyes!
Rachel
there was this plane, it crashed and several people died terribly. their families were in awe, a short of shock and disbelief filled their saddened hearts. the world now seemed empty.
jenn
high up in the sky, I am floating by watching the birds fail to keep up as I bump around the turbulence of air. Ground is soooo far away, but looks like it will still be my friend when I return. I like this, I like the flying. I think I want to do it again and again. But just don’t tell anybody or they will all
reddus
fight or flight. planes. fear or flying. i think its fun. aruba. colombia. soo many places.
jasmin
is the thing that you do when u are angry and upseat or when u whatnt to settle a deal or just for fun ,u can get hurt or not
but maly the purpose is to hurt the others and relive you of your anger
dorin
tearing through the clouds at a terrific pace looking down on all of the people below. They scurry along like ants, busy always working somewhere to go someone to see, while i have complete freedom i own my life and control my destiny, i am not bound by any laws, not even gravity
Jesh
god’s flight
jericho
Fight or flight… A flight on an airplane, like 9-11… who was to know that on a simple flight you’d be a part of a historical event and that you would die… travis barker and dj am. travis hated flying
diane
in her flight, she turned, looking behind her, nothing would stop her now. No man could show her up. She was the fastest, the sleekest. Her heart pounded in fear, and excitement. Working quickly her mind raced with her feet, toes barely touching the ground..
Christina
Fight of flight. I’m ready to begin my flight. To Memphis. I’d rather drive than fly because flying makes it so little, makes me make sense of the world, makes makings of the made, and I’m not ready to deal with it yet. I want to run away, do my hawk noise in a place where I won’t be judged. Waking of walking and makings of material. It’s immaterial, really, and it’s easier said than done. Easier to say I’m going to fly than to actually do anything.
Kate
First I think of airplanes, and then birds. And then I think of the human spirit and I think of hope. The Pearl Jam song called Given to Fly and the statue on the front of the single release of the song. I think of elevation and transendence. Soaring. Dreams in which you are able to fly. They are so vivid and waking up is such a disappointment. I think flight, or something like it, is the soul’s natural mode of travel and that’s why humans try so hard to achieve it. Some humans anyway. The exhileration of taking off in an airplane. Amusement park rides that make you feel more quick and buoyant than you can ever achieve alone as a human.
Ashley Joy
i got a flight to your heart, but the airport was closed
Poesiazul
Soaring above the clouds wind in my face arms open…. the ground whizzing past below me…. an angel. Freedom, an angel, beauty.
Sarah
I take off with each step
you place in front of me.
Escaping into oblivion,
my soul takes flight once
again reaching for the
unattainable…your love.
Ofira Sephiroth
I enjoyed my flight every time on board. This bird too has had a fast flight from one city to another. Who was with you on your last flight? Did you have a nice flight from Bombay to New York and then to Toronto. The flight attendance on Cathay Pacific and Emirates are the best and I am proud of the service on their flights. Happy are those who travel light on flights. It should be that way on all flights if you wish to enjoy your flight. By the way this was the best flight of mg life from Honolulu in Hong Kong to Toronto. I do not know how many words I have to write on a Flight. I guess my time is going to be soon finished but I enjoyed writing all this in a hurry. Bon Voyage on every flight you take in this world.
Maurino
freedom, leaving my home, leaving everything behind. going somewhere ive never been. anxious. nervous. but eager to experience.
my new life. go to canada. have to book a flight. will i get the working visa?
Hannah
i have taken many flights to other places in the world but my favorite place was greece. it was old, dirty, architectural, blue, and white. i want to go back, it’s been 20 years
donna
I don’t know what to write fuck off!!!
matias
people keep me from it.
I’m one of the people.
kevin
Flight again? how boring. I could walk and have a better time of it. After all in flight I am merely hovering above the clouds in a continuous repitition of blue, white, blue, white, and the occasional splatter of green below. Walking thoguh offers far more visual stimulation than flight ad I’ll take that option any day.
linda
The bird took flight. It’s large wings spread to catch the breeze. I don’t know what to say, but I think that writing even if it’s just string of words is a good thing. What does it mean to be dyslexic? How does that work as a writer? How does being a writer work anyway? Why bother?
Bethany
Flight into the jungle was scary in those days. The dense foliage made landing frightfully difficult even after months of clearing projects. We managed though as we had hoped, losing only one wing and wiping out the engine after one attempt. Greeting the natives was a bit more distressing and we took
i hate it when planes crash. Sometimes, I’m scared to go on one. It reminds me of 911.
many eagles lifting away fom the eyries of erewhon,straight way making for extreme height and I saw the last of them leave my vision. Before the clouds took it. And now I know the meaning of loss.
I love to fly. My mom was a flight instructor when I was a kid and my father owned and built many aircraft. Flying is not riding around in jets, it’ssmall 2 place Piper Cubs and Cessna 150’s.
Fight or flight – that’s what life always comes down to.
i drew myself a picture. It’s a picture of a steam train. Goin’ to the city. Gointa see the big lights. I drew myself a picture. It’s a picture of a steam train. Goin’ away for a while. Watch me go… I wrote myself a poem. A poem of a bird in flight. Goin’ to the cloudline. Gointa burst into flames.
escape. flee. run away. go. now. while you still can.
Flight, I quite like flight especially when I’m using these custom wings that I’ve made. There are problems however, especially when I end up flying into a building or even a plane. i did that one, it wasn’t pretty.
Saying that however I think I should save my flight to planes, they’re far more reliable. Generally. Maybe. You tell me
It’s cool I can fly though yes?
Well the first thing that springs to mind is flight of the conchords, what a good programme, so many funny musical songs! I havent flown very often but I would love the ability to fly, not just ‘falling with style’. I like plane food too, not many people do. I think it has a certain novelty!
I flap my wings and my feet leave the earth. This is not my first flight, but each new adventure feels like a new exploration of my world… and myself. The higher I fly the smaller the world gets and the bigger I feel.
The bird soared through the sky. The black feathers sleek against the wind. Each beat of it’s wings showed the power within it. Over trees, it soared. Over rivers, lakes, and mountains.
Flight of the Chonchords…I guess they’re a pretty good band. But I would really like to catch a flight down to the Carolinas right now. I really miss her…more than I ever thought I would. I am not going to hurt her. I’m not. I promised her and promised myself. I love her. The flight down there for good will be well worth the wait.
flight is the light feeling we get in our hearts and minds when we see that special person. When all becomes weightless and all your burdens are gone because her smile gave you a mild amnesia that made the world seem that much brighter and lighter.
volar… I’ve been to over 35 airports. flight is not natural. but it is probably good. uses too much fuel… I hate airports, but they’re okay once you’re in them. flying is not my cup of tea. but american airlines has the best coffee in business class, check it out.
Flight, as in an airplane. It goes on and on, over valleys and bright lights. Cannot be stopped, because nothing can stop it. Over and over and over…everything it waits for the land to come to it, it is above, esoteric.
i wanna fly every morning to sky. it is about being free i think. every one need some dreams and being free is the most important thing about dreams. you dont have to think when you are dreaming.
Flight again and again and again and I’m ignoring it. Don’t think, right? So straying from the topic can’t at all be… swimming, swimming is bling. Brap, brap. Stephen Fry or Steven Fry, I can never remember. I’m guessing ph.
szeretnék repülni, ami egy nagyon jó dolog, repültem már repülővel, de ha saját szárnyaim lennének, az nagyon jó lenne. bárhová el tudnék jutni. fel a magasba az égbe. a kék égbe. mint a madár és eljuthatnék másokhoz is nagyon könnyedén, imádom a szabadságot ami ezzel együtt jár!!!
some are afraid some are on board as a merry maid some dont give a hoot about flight. birds do it bees do it even educated terrorists do it.
Flight! The wind beneath his wings…so exhilarating, as he soared, soared! The earth below him was a child’s play-city, with the cars and trees and little plastic-play-people like the view from an airplane…and oh! how the world looked from these eyes!
there was this plane, it crashed and several people died terribly. their families were in awe, a short of shock and disbelief filled their saddened hearts. the world now seemed empty.
high up in the sky, I am floating by watching the birds fail to keep up as I bump around the turbulence of air. Ground is soooo far away, but looks like it will still be my friend when I return. I like this, I like the flying. I think I want to do it again and again. But just don’t tell anybody or they will all
fight or flight. planes. fear or flying. i think its fun. aruba. colombia. soo many places.
is the thing that you do when u are angry and upseat or when u whatnt to settle a deal or just for fun ,u can get hurt or not
but maly the purpose is to hurt the others and relive you of your anger
tearing through the clouds at a terrific pace looking down on all of the people below. They scurry along like ants, busy always working somewhere to go someone to see, while i have complete freedom i own my life and control my destiny, i am not bound by any laws, not even gravity
god’s flight
Fight or flight… A flight on an airplane, like 9-11… who was to know that on a simple flight you’d be a part of a historical event and that you would die… travis barker and dj am. travis hated flying
in her flight, she turned, looking behind her, nothing would stop her now. No man could show her up. She was the fastest, the sleekest. Her heart pounded in fear, and excitement. Working quickly her mind raced with her feet, toes barely touching the ground..
Fight of flight. I’m ready to begin my flight. To Memphis. I’d rather drive than fly because flying makes it so little, makes me make sense of the world, makes makings of the made, and I’m not ready to deal with it yet. I want to run away, do my hawk noise in a place where I won’t be judged. Waking of walking and makings of material. It’s immaterial, really, and it’s easier said than done. Easier to say I’m going to fly than to actually do anything.
First I think of airplanes, and then birds. And then I think of the human spirit and I think of hope. The Pearl Jam song called Given to Fly and the statue on the front of the single release of the song. I think of elevation and transendence. Soaring. Dreams in which you are able to fly. They are so vivid and waking up is such a disappointment. I think flight, or something like it, is the soul’s natural mode of travel and that’s why humans try so hard to achieve it. Some humans anyway. The exhileration of taking off in an airplane. Amusement park rides that make you feel more quick and buoyant than you can ever achieve alone as a human.
i got a flight to your heart, but the airport was closed
Soaring above the clouds wind in my face arms open…. the ground whizzing past below me…. an angel. Freedom, an angel, beauty.
I take off with each step
you place in front of me.
Escaping into oblivion,
my soul takes flight once
again reaching for the
unattainable…your love.
I enjoyed my flight every time on board. This bird too has had a fast flight from one city to another. Who was with you on your last flight? Did you have a nice flight from Bombay to New York and then to Toronto. The flight attendance on Cathay Pacific and Emirates are the best and I am proud of the service on their flights. Happy are those who travel light on flights. It should be that way on all flights if you wish to enjoy your flight. By the way this was the best flight of mg life from Honolulu in Hong Kong to Toronto. I do not know how many words I have to write on a Flight. I guess my time is going to be soon finished but I enjoyed writing all this in a hurry. Bon Voyage on every flight you take in this world.
freedom, leaving my home, leaving everything behind. going somewhere ive never been. anxious. nervous. but eager to experience.
my new life. go to canada. have to book a flight. will i get the working visa?
i have taken many flights to other places in the world but my favorite place was greece. it was old, dirty, architectural, blue, and white. i want to go back, it’s been 20 years
I don’t know what to write fuck off!!!
people keep me from it.
I’m one of the people.
Flight again? how boring. I could walk and have a better time of it. After all in flight I am merely hovering above the clouds in a continuous repitition of blue, white, blue, white, and the occasional splatter of green below. Walking thoguh offers far more visual stimulation than flight ad I’ll take that option any day.
The bird took flight. It’s large wings spread to catch the breeze. I don’t know what to say, but I think that writing even if it’s just string of words is a good thing. What does it mean to be dyslexic? How does that work as a writer? How does being a writer work anyway? Why bother?
Flight into the jungle was scary in those days. The dense foliage made landing frightfully difficult even after months of clearing projects. We managed though as we had hoped, losing only one wing and wiping out the engine after one attempt. Greeting the natives was a bit more distressing and we took