Bird’s Eye View #aviation #photochallenge

avian wings spread

man strive for winds of change

flight patterns the same

The WordPress Photochallenge this week is “Look Up”

So many great things to see as you are looking up in our world – enjoy.

Aerodynamic #writing #aviation #poetry

airplane wing

Lift, weight, drag

nature needs no calculation

elements take flight

*

birds effortless soar

seasons provide inspiration

view from the eyrie

*

uncontrolled the wind

my mind shifts to the stars

blinded by moon dust

space shuttle

 

The prompt for Poet’s United Midweek Motif is “Wind Power.” 

Photo: Exhaust pipes Space Shuttle Discovery ©moondustdesigns 2014

 

 

Despite Life’s Storms…Committed #poetry #haibun

forest path

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One day from Japan to Guam, a P-3 crew of 12 flew into a tempest. In the face of death, some grasped for metal others crumpled straws; I held to confidence in my God. For hours we were tossed like a mere play thing; it seemed impossible that a craft could hold together against such force. As the storm lifted and just above the ocean we drifted, we beheld the most glorious image. All of nature awakened beneath a glorious, golden halo: Whales blew plumes of water, dolphins played on the surface, flying fish pirouetted in a dance with the waves.

*

eye of the storm

man clings to any hope

nature’s beauty emerges

I can’t paraphrase what the journey committed to God is like. For each pilgrim it is different. But this one thing I can say – no matter the sorrow, no matter the pain when the storm has passed there’s a beauty unclaimed.

The prompt at Poet’s United is “Committed.” What are you committed to no matter the cost?

“A Glimpse to the other side” is a more complete “story” that I wrote several years ago logging this day.

 

Never Stop Learning #poetry #aviation

Edgars desk

Today- I watched a bee

as it circled ’bout a rose

examining too close

I inhaled with my nose

Today- I watched a deer

she hid amongst the trees

clever nature seems

camera only caught the leaves

Today- I heard a child

questioning things that flew

inspired eyes so blue

I grasp knowledge anew

(and upside down at times)

plane in clouds

 

Tell me and I forget. Teach me and I remember. Involve me and I learn.

Benjamin Franklin


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The prompt this week at Poet’s United is Teachers

Look Up #haiku #aviation

keep straight down this block,
then turn right where you will find
a peach tree blooming

© Richard Wright

glider

bumping into you

constantly looking up

so much to see

Wright Flyer
Wright Flyer

I love the realistic haiku of Richard Wright- he gives haiku a new voice!

Please enjoy other haiku in the same stream over at Carpe Diem Haiku Special

Look Up #poetry #devotion

 

wright

They looked up to the sky

wondering how the birds might

Men in their minds worked

puzzling over to flight

Time after time they tried

always another glitch

falling apart at the seams

so unlike the finch

trials they persevered

eager to gain height

broken bones and wings

brothers were named Wright

higher and higher we fly

looking beyond the loon

forging a further frontier

what marvel to walk on the moon

***

It took commitment (day in and day out) for men who wanted to fly to build that dream. It takes (daily) commitment, a focus forward, and stamina to strive toward a relationship with our God.

“Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead.”

Philippians 3:13

 

Shared today with the folks at Poet’s United Poetry Pantry.

 

Innovation Flys #aviation #photography #history

 

 

Innovation

converges

with history

causing our minds

to fly

upside down

aerobatics

Today’s WordPress Photography Challenge – Converge

The plane photographs are from the Air and Space Museum – Dulles

Looking Beyond #poetry #aviation #columbusday

airplane engine

 

First day on the job

put away the dog eared manuals

unbutton the cowling

I muse:

she’s bigger in real life than the pictures

“no, I don’t need a rag

I’m not afraid of a little grease”

my hands caress her

cutting myself on a sharp edge

first blood spilt

I smile as my blood merges with oil

reminds me when friends became pinky pals

each day was an adventure

each flight paradise

the day I got to run up all four Pratt and Whitneys*

there was no need to fly

I was airborne in ecstasy

I wonder what Columbus’ first day at the helm was like?

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In many ways as an airplane mechanic in the United States Navy, I felt like I was on uncharted waters. I was one of two women in a P-3 squadron of 100 men. I never minded getting sooty or greasy, but I know it took years for the airmen to believe I was worth anything but something to look at. I enjoyed being a grease monkey when women were still doing “girl jobs.”

 

 

The prompt for Poet’s United Midweek Motif is Exploring.

Photography:

Engine- photography moondust designs

Propeller – wikipedia 

P-3 in Flight Cybermodler