(Photo: Tumblr airviation)
September 15, 2019
If you show me an airplane, I turn into a little boy pointing at fame.
The desire to fly I won’t explain.
But a niche for travel — amwriting insane.
To everyone who’ll assist me into a plane.
From a gate at PDX, but I must write to relieve stress.
I thought I was the best.
Then life sent me a reality check.
One I’d cash in on a Sunday.
Dance for 28L and dream off that runway.
Soon an evening to turn into my first funday.
Writing sucks but I wish people well onto their Mondays.
Maybe a mood, meeting, but work to be done after the weekend groove.
Who last inspired you?
For me an airplane I trust flew.
Falling into flight — don’t trip Budd, things will be alright…
The key during connections is patience.
Layovers between my writings are the best trips.
You’re bold to self-publish it.
But humble to still dream in coach where we sit.
Soon we’ll take off again.
Treat the writing as we sat middle seat with it.
Wheels downs — we’ll promote in between and cry over it.
Have a great week, readers, this was my airplane visual ‘trip’.
-Budd