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by George Hoerner

i see them both
appearing side by side
laying there just below
the morning’s blue sky

two planes headed
in the same direction
maybe the same destination
the planes long gone
only revealed by misty trails

their existence hiding
in the plain light of day
one trail wider
maybe an early flight
the other thinner, newer

are they chasing
the same dream of arrival
at a new beginning

will their paths
cross some time
or go divergent ways
is the route a quest
for something new,
something to be found
or a destination
with expectations
of finally being home


Posted on 02/17/2009
Copyright © 2024 George Hoerner

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Anne Engelen on 02/18/09 at 09:26 AM

Love the way this makes me wonder!

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 02/21/09 at 04:11 AM

Excellent description George of something I too have looked up to watch. Well done! Adds to favourites.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 12/15/13 at 01:01 PM

for some reason, George, this poem and its content reminds me of one of the great love affairs of any century, that of Theo and Vincent's affair with destiny. And I am reminded, as they lay shoulder to shoulder blade in their cavernous graves that theirs was a journey traveled, not destination seeking, but passion seeking and not necessarily toward a fulfillment but perhaps a passion that only seeks reconciliation with lusting for life, and not objects.

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