Fear of Flying

Another poem about flying - and another stolen title.

                                   Fear of Flying

                    The runway is roughly paved with worry
                    as the airplane bucks and bounces in its
                    struggle to take off. Such straining labor,
                    like a bird not built for earthly running,
                    before the plane breaks free and lifts off
                    into its own element: air born, airborne.
                    Meanwhile, mere terrestrials such as we
                    have left our stomachs with our luggage
                    and will collect them after we land.