My first flight was to America; this is where I live now. If my parents hadn’t brought me on that flight, I would have lead a very, very different life. If I hadn’t gotten on that flight, I may have been married by now. Would I have gone to school and done the work that I do now? Would I have had the same thoughts, feelings, experiences? One thing is for sure, the flight changed my life.
Shormi
so we junped off the cliff and it was the most amazing sensation i’d every experienced, but then we landed in my driveway and i broke my arm. again. i don’t know why i let chris keep persuading ne to do things i know are stupid…
michel
Its time to go, now he said. Where are we going? That’s not important just know that we’re going and you’ve gotta get your shit together now!
I don’t want to go, whimpered the tiny voice.
That doesn’t fuckin matter right now I said get your shit! MOVE! A skittering across the floor behind him signaled that his call was being heeded. So much for med school, he though.
Coire Geare
i was on 12 flights in 8 weeks and it was exhausting and exciting to know I had been on that many flights. I traveled all over the place, to Italy, Austria, Paris, Spain, places I never thought I would go and so much of it was made possible due to airplanes. Funny story goes with the traveling, two low cost carriers were ryanair and Jet blue.
Jessica
free as a bird. some day i could be free as a bird. flying above the fields below. crystal vision and the clouds clean air. wind in your hair. free as a bird flying over the plains. a wondrous thought. weightless and free. speed across the sky
heather
i have always wished i had wings. i can only imagine the wonderful feeling of your body, taking off in flight. birds are so lucky – why did God bless them with flight, instead of us? – oh, now i’m just being selfish.
moriah
Cocooned in a hard shell all my life
The joy of my children brought me to life
Transformed into a free butterfly
I spread my wings and take flight
Soaring with my boys across the sky
Dotti Chapman
the air swoops under the wings the air in your ears pop painfully ever time you swallow furiously chewing a piece of gum seat belt buckled and checked by the flight attendant you look out the window at the world rushing away and grin wildly.
KateWood
That one day when I had to go to my grandmother’s funeral from PA to Illinois, and realizing that when I got off the plane, she still wasn’t going to be alive, no matter how much I wished it.
Morgaine
I watched as the elegant swan took flight. Heading south. She beat her wings majestically, soaring high above the pinetops. I shield my eyes with a steady hand as a soft, silent tear falls from my steely eye.
Jade
i went on a flight that changed my life. i never thought that would be the last or did i deep down and that is why i cried so hard. i knew it was coming like a freight train to crash into me and i could do nothing but wait for the pain to come and linger and feel the effects the rest of my life
Amber
I want to take flight and go to Bangkok via Singapore. But right now the Thais are writhing once again over their seeming constant Prime Minister saga. It looks pretty volatile from here. Yes I know it is perennial in Thai life, the political stirfe, but I don;t want to get there and have to stay inside.
ko
fwoooosh takeoff! up in the air like a bird. a plane. or a little boy with wings of paper mache and a very loose swingset.
sara
flight. i would love to fly. a bird. freedom. one wish fulfilled. but what about that whole bird loving a fish business? is that ever possible? or must a fish make itself some wings? and in dreams of flight i always crash. and why is flight wanted so much by humans? is it only that we want what we cannot have? We will never be able to fly naturally, and maybe that is a good thing. Maybe God would like us to stay grounded. Perhaps gravity can help us?
Anna
take me to the stars,
where i can be free
strip away the skin
i hold so dear,
it’s suffocating me
rip the heart from
my aching chest,
your words,
so haunting
implant feathers in
my spine, make a
pretty little design
or roses and
butterflies,
set me free,
sweet morning dove,
on the wings of
the atlantic,
frantic
carissa
Flying High, the feeling of freedom as wings spread, catching an updraft.
The clear smell of the air, the beauty of the small ants on the surface trundling along through their day, green and blue of earth and sea melding and blending into one.
All over covered with soft fluffiness of clouds as they soften the fall.
Vaempy
i wish i was on a plane right now. i don’t want to be home and planes only take you to a land called far far away. i could use a little piece of far far away. i could use a second of imagining myself bouncing around in the clouds. sometimes i wish i was a bird, just so i could see my wings slicing through the moisture.
shan
I made reservations for my trip to NY. I don’t know anyone there. I am not scared of flight. I’m scared of landing. And being there. By myself. But I had a free ticket and I want to go. My fear keeps me from so many things. I don’t want it to get in the way of this. I’m going.
lauren
there was a flowing, a fluttering, a blowing of the wind. the take off was easy enough, but the landing was not. the birds follow side by side, encouraging. reaching. not really caring about anything else except what they were looking for. it’s always about the destination, always about what you’re looking for. what you strive for. the sky’s the limit, but the first step is to want to fly. are you ready to take the plunge?
I hate to fly, and I love it. I love the feeling of leaping in my belly, but my mind always fills with images of crashing and burning and dying, and all the things I’ve left undone in my life. Then I’m fine again until we get close to landing. I have terrible vertigo, too. I had a fantastic time scaring the bejeezies out of myself when I went parachuting in Hawaii.
Katyberry
Going thorugh space, air, time so fast nobody can see anything anywhere. Onle in a twirl od exctasy not knowingg where you are going. You feel a tingling sensation in your stomach and it wont stop. You have an extremley peculiar sensation and then you start feeling wet, you wake up to see that your flight was cancelled.
mike
india friday dubai emrites air, tanzania breath zebra lost and me found found unbelievable and how can i know the past the future the places i am not
Marika
as she was souring over and throught the clouds, the sharp rain drops stinging, her only thought was how much she was enjoing the contorlled fall. for ever and ever she went. down and down, until a sudden jerk, and the ride was over.
ren
Flight is floating, soaring on the thermals. Flight can also be fleeing from danger, heart pumping madly, adrenaline shocking the body into action.
One meaning is beauty and peace, one is fright and madness.
JebDude
I took off on the flight to Buenos Aires. I couldn’t wait to get there. I had been taking Spanish classes for two years to prepare for this trip, and I had perfected the unique Argentinian dialect.
Will
Look! In the sky!
Is it a bird? No!
Is it a plane?
…..
Yeah, its just a plane.
Isabelle
wings spread to the heavens, eyes turned to follow the pass of the sun. The rush of wind through my hair as tears of joy sprinkle my cheeks
claws extending, wishing to grasp this moment forever
Julia Juarez
I wish that I could be a bird sometimes. I’ve always been fascinated by them. I draw their outlines in the margins while I’m taking notes in class. They can just escape things so easily. They’re beautiful in flight….
Kate
I’m trying to fly, fly far away from my current situation. Alone, tired, hungry.
When i spread my wings open,
I see the feathers have been ripped out by society.
Let me fly
Ben
The flight was boarding soon. It seemed as if I wouldn’t ever see him again, and that we would be separated forever, and it was true. Too true.
We hugged and said goodbye, but as he turned to the terminal gate, I ran to him
cindy
I was on a flight from Halifax to Winnipeg and got stuck sitting next to a father and his 16 year old son. I say “stuck” because the father was drunk and it was only 9am. As we departed the flight after landing, the man kisses the flight attendant on the cheek and yells, “I love fucking women!”
Ash
i have never been on one of these but i hope some day i can take one to some place exciting and new, perhaps with someone i really care about. i keep saying the some words like thing and one.
kaleigh
“If this life
Gets any harder now
It ain’t no nevermind
You got me by your side
And anytime you want
Yeah, we can catch a train and find a better place
Yeah, cause we won’t have nothin’ or no one keep gettin’ us down
Maybe you and I
Could pack our bags and hit the sky”
Me.
i went and stood at the airport and waited for the flight to arrive
ayesha
Birds are flying through the air. But not birds, bombers,grey B-52’s dropping their payloads of death all over the blackened countryside. Out of nowhere the air lights up, sirens scream. Soon little bolts of death will be flying up to meet these fortresses of doom. Who will survive? What will be left?
D'Arcy Fine
every time i see a plane fly above i always expect it to explode in mid flight and come crashing to the earth in a massive fireball
jon
Flying reminds me of seeing Gina all of those years ago – Caper two.
I remember my ears popping as we were going up and them not popping back the entire night through as I slept on an uncomfortable bed in a dirty, dingy, and cheap hotel.
The entire night, I was living three hours in the future and really confused about where I was, but I was excited knowing that I would be seeing my best-friend, heart-breaker, and soul mate the next morning.
Ryan
That flight made me anxious. in an extreme level of paranoia rushed through me like i took a shot of vodka. not even a zanex could calm me down.
Ashley
going, traveling seeing new places, being free to explore to see how others live,go go go free to be free to see the world without worry without wasting time with the dreary day to day that is our life.
My first flight was to America; this is where I live now. If my parents hadn’t brought me on that flight, I would have lead a very, very different life. If I hadn’t gotten on that flight, I may have been married by now. Would I have gone to school and done the work that I do now? Would I have had the same thoughts, feelings, experiences? One thing is for sure, the flight changed my life.
so we junped off the cliff and it was the most amazing sensation i’d every experienced, but then we landed in my driveway and i broke my arm. again. i don’t know why i let chris keep persuading ne to do things i know are stupid…
Its time to go, now he said. Where are we going? That’s not important just know that we’re going and you’ve gotta get your shit together now!
I don’t want to go, whimpered the tiny voice.
That doesn’t fuckin matter right now I said get your shit! MOVE! A skittering across the floor behind him signaled that his call was being heeded. So much for med school, he though.
i was on 12 flights in 8 weeks and it was exhausting and exciting to know I had been on that many flights. I traveled all over the place, to Italy, Austria, Paris, Spain, places I never thought I would go and so much of it was made possible due to airplanes. Funny story goes with the traveling, two low cost carriers were ryanair and Jet blue.
free as a bird. some day i could be free as a bird. flying above the fields below. crystal vision and the clouds clean air. wind in your hair. free as a bird flying over the plains. a wondrous thought. weightless and free. speed across the sky
i have always wished i had wings. i can only imagine the wonderful feeling of your body, taking off in flight. birds are so lucky – why did God bless them with flight, instead of us? – oh, now i’m just being selfish.
Cocooned in a hard shell all my life
The joy of my children brought me to life
Transformed into a free butterfly
I spread my wings and take flight
Soaring with my boys across the sky
the air swoops under the wings the air in your ears pop painfully ever time you swallow furiously chewing a piece of gum seat belt buckled and checked by the flight attendant you look out the window at the world rushing away and grin wildly.
That one day when I had to go to my grandmother’s funeral from PA to Illinois, and realizing that when I got off the plane, she still wasn’t going to be alive, no matter how much I wished it.
I watched as the elegant swan took flight. Heading south. She beat her wings majestically, soaring high above the pinetops. I shield my eyes with a steady hand as a soft, silent tear falls from my steely eye.
i went on a flight that changed my life. i never thought that would be the last or did i deep down and that is why i cried so hard. i knew it was coming like a freight train to crash into me and i could do nothing but wait for the pain to come and linger and feel the effects the rest of my life
I want to take flight and go to Bangkok via Singapore. But right now the Thais are writhing once again over their seeming constant Prime Minister saga. It looks pretty volatile from here. Yes I know it is perennial in Thai life, the political stirfe, but I don;t want to get there and have to stay inside.
fwoooosh takeoff! up in the air like a bird. a plane. or a little boy with wings of paper mache and a very loose swingset.
flight. i would love to fly. a bird. freedom. one wish fulfilled. but what about that whole bird loving a fish business? is that ever possible? or must a fish make itself some wings? and in dreams of flight i always crash. and why is flight wanted so much by humans? is it only that we want what we cannot have? We will never be able to fly naturally, and maybe that is a good thing. Maybe God would like us to stay grounded. Perhaps gravity can help us?
take me to the stars,
where i can be free
strip away the skin
i hold so dear,
it’s suffocating me
rip the heart from
my aching chest,
your words,
so haunting
implant feathers in
my spine, make a
pretty little design
or roses and
butterflies,
set me free,
sweet morning dove,
on the wings of
the atlantic,
frantic
Flying High, the feeling of freedom as wings spread, catching an updraft.
The clear smell of the air, the beauty of the small ants on the surface trundling along through their day, green and blue of earth and sea melding and blending into one.
All over covered with soft fluffiness of clouds as they soften the fall.
i wish i was on a plane right now. i don’t want to be home and planes only take you to a land called far far away. i could use a little piece of far far away. i could use a second of imagining myself bouncing around in the clouds. sometimes i wish i was a bird, just so i could see my wings slicing through the moisture.
I made reservations for my trip to NY. I don’t know anyone there. I am not scared of flight. I’m scared of landing. And being there. By myself. But I had a free ticket and I want to go. My fear keeps me from so many things. I don’t want it to get in the way of this. I’m going.
there was a flowing, a fluttering, a blowing of the wind. the take off was easy enough, but the landing was not. the birds follow side by side, encouraging. reaching. not really caring about anything else except what they were looking for. it’s always about the destination, always about what you’re looking for. what you strive for. the sky’s the limit, but the first step is to want to fly. are you ready to take the plunge?
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I hate to fly, and I love it. I love the feeling of leaping in my belly, but my mind always fills with images of crashing and burning and dying, and all the things I’ve left undone in my life. Then I’m fine again until we get close to landing. I have terrible vertigo, too. I had a fantastic time scaring the bejeezies out of myself when I went parachuting in Hawaii.
Going thorugh space, air, time so fast nobody can see anything anywhere. Onle in a twirl od exctasy not knowingg where you are going. You feel a tingling sensation in your stomach and it wont stop. You have an extremley peculiar sensation and then you start feeling wet, you wake up to see that your flight was cancelled.
india friday dubai emrites air, tanzania breath zebra lost and me found found unbelievable and how can i know the past the future the places i am not
as she was souring over and throught the clouds, the sharp rain drops stinging, her only thought was how much she was enjoing the contorlled fall. for ever and ever she went. down and down, until a sudden jerk, and the ride was over.
Flight is floating, soaring on the thermals. Flight can also be fleeing from danger, heart pumping madly, adrenaline shocking the body into action.
One meaning is beauty and peace, one is fright and madness.
I took off on the flight to Buenos Aires. I couldn’t wait to get there. I had been taking Spanish classes for two years to prepare for this trip, and I had perfected the unique Argentinian dialect.
Look! In the sky!
Is it a bird? No!
Is it a plane?
…..
Yeah, its just a plane.
wings spread to the heavens, eyes turned to follow the pass of the sun. The rush of wind through my hair as tears of joy sprinkle my cheeks
claws extending, wishing to grasp this moment forever
I wish that I could be a bird sometimes. I’ve always been fascinated by them. I draw their outlines in the margins while I’m taking notes in class. They can just escape things so easily. They’re beautiful in flight….
I’m trying to fly, fly far away from my current situation. Alone, tired, hungry.
When i spread my wings open,
I see the feathers have been ripped out by society.
Let me fly
The flight was boarding soon. It seemed as if I wouldn’t ever see him again, and that we would be separated forever, and it was true. Too true.
We hugged and said goodbye, but as he turned to the terminal gate, I ran to him
I was on a flight from Halifax to Winnipeg and got stuck sitting next to a father and his 16 year old son. I say “stuck” because the father was drunk and it was only 9am. As we departed the flight after landing, the man kisses the flight attendant on the cheek and yells, “I love fucking women!”
i have never been on one of these but i hope some day i can take one to some place exciting and new, perhaps with someone i really care about. i keep saying the some words like thing and one.
“If this life
Gets any harder now
It ain’t no nevermind
You got me by your side
And anytime you want
Yeah, we can catch a train and find a better place
Yeah, cause we won’t have nothin’ or no one keep gettin’ us down
Maybe you and I
Could pack our bags and hit the sky”
i went and stood at the airport and waited for the flight to arrive
Birds are flying through the air. But not birds, bombers,grey B-52’s dropping their payloads of death all over the blackened countryside. Out of nowhere the air lights up, sirens scream. Soon little bolts of death will be flying up to meet these fortresses of doom. Who will survive? What will be left?
every time i see a plane fly above i always expect it to explode in mid flight and come crashing to the earth in a massive fireball
Flying reminds me of seeing Gina all of those years ago – Caper two.
I remember my ears popping as we were going up and them not popping back the entire night through as I slept on an uncomfortable bed in a dirty, dingy, and cheap hotel.
The entire night, I was living three hours in the future and really confused about where I was, but I was excited knowing that I would be seeing my best-friend, heart-breaker, and soul mate the next morning.
That flight made me anxious. in an extreme level of paranoia rushed through me like i took a shot of vodka. not even a zanex could calm me down.
going, traveling seeing new places, being free to explore to see how others live,go go go free to be free to see the world without worry without wasting time with the dreary day to day that is our life.