Travel Blades


made of strong metal

snapped and curved

in a factory where

English is not spoken

it takes the body

the areoplane

up…up… into the sky

past birds and clouds

across the watery boundaries

into strange lands

for many years they seek

they travel even at night

carrying people and cargo

fruit and sometimes monkeys

sawing through rainy storms

icy droplets

tornado winds

and perfect skies

fast and in a hurry

where dreams await

and lives are knitted


or torn apart by war

and wounded

or killed

or coming home

or changing the course

of one’s life

travel blades

pull the air

and take you there

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