Pilot Can At The Queer Of God

Oh god
Has she always lived here?
(I think she has)
Oh god
Has she always looked like that?
(I think she has)
Oh god
God, has she forgot me?
(I think she has)
Oh god
Has she joined the army?
(I think she has)
Oh god
Has she left here?
(I think she has)
In her grown up years
In her pilot years
(yes she has)
Like she came from outerspace
Oh god

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song performed by Flaming Lips
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Comin Into Los Angeles

Coming in from london from over the pole
Flying in a big airliner
Chicken flying everywhere around the plane
Could we ever feel much finer
Coming into los angeles
Bringing in a couple of keys
Dont touch my bags if you please
Mister customs man, man
Theres a guy with a ticket to mexico
Could he ever look much stranger
Walking in the hall with his things and all
Smiling, said he was the lone ranger
Coming into los angeles,
Bringing in a couple of keys
Dont touch my bags if you please
Mister customs man, man
Hip woman walking on a moving floor
Tripping on the escalator
Theres a man in the line, and shes blowing his mind
Thinking that hes already made her

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song performed by America
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A dying soldier

When he closes his eyes
a helicopter hangs chattering
in the sky
and I feel his pulse beat fading
while I try to press close
the shooting wound
from which the red is oozing

and his face
is deadly silent and pale
his eyes flicker open
perplexed, with pain
and something unknown to me in them,
they become taught
and the lines of his mouth are set in stone
while his breathing goes silent

There is sand swarming up
while the flying machine is landing
and through that wind

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poem by Gert Strydom
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Shelter

Every ship needs a port
where it can shelter
from any storm.

I my love have your loving arms,
which within I can shelter
and keep warm.

Aircraft have a hanger
when things get rough
to shelter in.

My love I have you
and our loving home
to shelter within.

Everything needs a shelter
a place to call their own
a place to go to at night.

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poem by David Harris
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Expressed!

Expressed!
Pressed,
Impressed,
Stressed;
To pick her up,
To pick him up,
To pick it up,
Group, coup, soup, croup! !
Hens, hence;
Judge, budge, drudge, fudge!
And like an English teacher.
Expressed!
Way, sway;
But in a straight line.
Expressed!
Way, away;
Kludge, trudge, nudge! !
And like the Silver Moon;
Bigger and bigger!
Like the tail of the aircraft;

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poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Funeral Blues

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone.
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling in the sky the message He is Dead,
Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever, I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun.
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

poem by Wystan Hugh Auden from Song IX / from Two Songs for Hedli Anderson (1936)
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Straight From My Heart

(jack hues)
We all need lovers
We all need girls
And there will be no other
In all the world
Chorus:
I got a feeling straight from my heart
I got a feeling straight from my
Straight from my heart
Straight from my heart
Straight from my....
We all need airplanes
We all need cars
Because theres no other way babe,
From here to mars
Repeat chorus

song performed by Wang Chung
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Rains

Rains have been robbed of their freshener

Such phrases as -

a rain of melody or

a shower of blessings

still linger

The language that we use

was made by our forefathers

It does not give us clear vision

If we could doff our language

and look about ourselves

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poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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Another Kind Of Christmas (Stave Stanza Sestets)

Female politicians act like they are gods
do not care about the poor or their odds,
spend millions on hotels and aeroplanes,
drive in their processions in traffic lanes,
they do not care about any other being,
about Christ or Christmas or anything.

Some innocent children in my country
will never be free from their poverty,
they look with inquisitive big brown eyes
at some shop windows were Christmas gifts lies,
do not know the blessings of receiving,
about Christ or Christmas or anything.

Some of them do not even have some food,
come from a impoverished neighbourhood
while they also do hear the Christmas bells,
are living in a daily kind of hell,
do not know the jolly songs people sing,
about Christ or Christmas or anything.

poem by Gert Strydom
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The Airplanes Coming Indoors

Then there is a womb opened in a new
Holiday,
Bright with her children and blind snow storms:
All of the wolves make a surplus
Around the orchard of her
Little house,
And the snakes hang down from their
Christmas trees,
Tired from their gossiping,
And her father’s car, and her husband’s car
Wait outside—
The day is equally beautiful, and she lays brown-
Eyed with her children
And never has to worry about the airplanes
Coming indoors.

poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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No Peace

I once saw a honeybee flying away at ease
staring at the human race living with no peace
Oh people! are we deaf dumb blind or naiive
look with a glimmering glance at bees
living in societies a life full of peace
workers rise at dawn collecting honey from trees
drones stand against, protecting female queens
Just stare just gaze and learn please
cease fire, cease fire, cease fire, cease
Not wishing to be a bee just wishing to live at peace

poem by Eman Elhag
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Hurricane Sandy: The Nightmare of the Century

Everybody has a fascinating story to tell,
About Sandy, the queen of Halloween.
Believe me, mine is synonymous with hell:
The angry monsters that cannot be seen,
The grumpy sounds of the wavy seas,
The strange harrowing of the wind,
The spasmodic spread out of the sand,
The agonizing sighs of the battered trees,
The heavy landings of the falling lumbers,
The twisting of the utility poles with the wires and the conductors,
The incessant poundings on the roof,
The deafening swears of the thunders,
The flood, the deluge, the blackouts, the haunted booth,
The evacuations, the rescues, the bravery of the first responders,
The tears, the cries, the somber faces of the youngsters,
The untimely deaths, the accidental drowning, the sad funerals,
The lost of many sweet homes, the eerie silence of the malls,
The unwavering help of the lawmakers, the unwanted pool in the basement,
The resiliency of the people, and the full dedication of our President.

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poem by Hebert Logerie
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San Tropez

As I reach for a peach
Slide a rind down behind
the sofa in San Tropez
Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand
Riding a wave in the wake of an old Sedan
Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness
Scratched by the sand that fell from our love
Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling
If you're alone I'll come home
Backwards and home bound
The pidgeon the dove
Gone with the wind and the rain on an airplane
Owning a home with no silver spoon
I'm drinking champaigne like a big tycoon
Sooner than wait for a break in the weather
I'll gather my far flung thoughts together
Speeding away on a wind to a new day
If your alone I'll come home
And I pause for a while
By a country style

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song performed by Pink Floyd from Meddle
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This Friendly World

R.E.M., Andy, Tony---This Friendly World
ANDY: Hi, Michael.
MICHAEL: Hi, Andy. Thanks for joining us. Do you
wanna ... you wanna sing a song together?
ANDY: Sure! Is it a sweet song?
MICHAEL: Yeah, it's real sweet.
ANDY: O.K.!
[They laugh.]
MICHAEL:
In this friendly, friendly world
With each day so full of joy
Why should any heart be lonely?
ANDY: My turn!
In this friendly, friendly world
With each night so full of dreams
Why should any heart be afraid?
The world is ...
MICHAEL ANDY:
... such a wonderful place
To wander through

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song performed by REM
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Of all the inventions that have helped to unify China perhaps the airplane is the most outstanding. Its ability to annihilate distance has been in direct proportion to its achievements in assisting to annihilate suspicion and misunderstanding among provincial officials far removed from one another or from the officials at the seat of government.

quote by Soong May-ling
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Progression

See that satan pollarding a tree,
That geometric man straightening a road:
Surely such passions are perverse and odd
That violate windows and set the north wind free.

No doubt tomorrow the world will be too straight.
Five hundred miles an hour will churn our dreams
Like surprised whales, when we lie a dead weight
In an ignorant sleep, and things will be what they seem.

Tomorrow we will hear on the gramophone
The music of the Spheres, registered H.M.V.
By a divorced contralto: we shall perhaps
Meet Adam under glass in a museum
Fleshless and most unlovely, complete with pedigree.

Or else, tomorrow, workers, kings and crooks
Will all have aeroplanes and be fast friends,
In a world no longer divided by dividends,
Where love will be almost as simple as it looks.

poem by Francis Scarfe
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A Short Cut

I decided to walk home from the pub through Booth’s wood,
it only took half the time the winding road would.
A minute or so into the wood a fusty smell filled the air
and a ground mist seemed to cover everywhere.

This path I’d walked many times and never noticed this before,
it was very eyrie with no breeze to disturb the mist at all.
I came across a clearing where the trees were further apart,
for no reason a thumping was echoing from my heart.

I stopped and looked all around, just to satisfy my curiosity
when towards me came a cloud of a green luminosity.
It came from within the wood, which was difficult to believe,
but then a purple cloud formed from behind a fallen tree.

Now I was really getting anxious, as I put a sprint into my pace,
then another cloud, a yellow one was heading towards my face.
The thought of going back from where I came entered my mind
so I turned around, but the clouds were in front and behind.

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poem by Orlando Belo
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In My View

single engine airplane

across a sunny sky

brings memories as a kid

on my back watching them fly

this feeling invoked

makes me think of you

the connection makes no sense

no logical lines I can draw to

this was a past time spent alone

a moment of rest while running home

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poem by La La La Laurie
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Thinning out

At a time an excess of trees was broken off,
the veldt so trampled
that it threatened the existence of other animals

game wardens had to intervene
and elephants ran away startled in different directions,
while a helicopter was driving them on,

in the death-acre a marksmen
fired shots into the brain
and labourers were loading carcasses

but then a known scientist
did some research and invented
elephant contraception

and everywhere herds could dwell in peace
and the mad chase, the thinning out
forever has ended.

poem by Gert Strydom
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My letters to you

Think of me
when the wind whirls
lines of dust up on the farm
and you watch clouds in the bright blue
for hours long
that pass like ships
over your head.

I send letters to you
from which more than half
of words, paragraphs and lines
are censored out with purple blue ink
telling a hundred and one stories
out of far of Angola
about how I stand at the door
of a Hercules
and green bushes
pass like dark dragons beneath
and I descend out of the blue
on Cassinga.

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poem by Gert Strydom
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