Flight
Mark The Poet: My Poem “Flight Mode”
My Poem “Flight Mode”
Almost as soon as they break through the clouds, the passengers and the crew members of every aircraft immediately go into "Flight Mode" - during which most electronic devices do not receive, nor are supposed to transmit, any kind of radio signals other than those necessary to help the captain and the pilot know what it is that they need to know... almost as soon as a passenger jet has reached its optimal altitude is when the onboard experience of most modern commercial flights begin - including the enjoyment of whatever entertainment is available, as well as whatever food and drink there is to be ordered and consumed - and, before long, the time to your destination seems to fly by and so much so that you wonder where all the time goes. While flying anywhere in the world you can find yourself sitting in front, behind, and alongside people you may never have met before, and after your flight you may never see again... while flying anywhere in the world you can look out of the windows of the cockpit and find yourself flying over countries that might have their own distinct culture and language, but when seen from above it can be hard to differentiate one country and its people from another - because while in the air the world can look as if it is, as it should be seen as being, one and the same. Since the very beginning of intercontinental and international travel it has become increasingly easier for almost anybody to go anywhere in the world - especially since the ability to be able to book a flight and to go on holiday has become even more accessible and accepted than ever before - meaning that more people now than at any other time can choose to go anywhere and do anything that their heart desires and then return home with stories of places, people, and experiences that they have had, as well as with souvenirs of where they have been to share and to show... flying is such a normal activity for most people to be able to do in this day and age, that almost as soon as some people arrive from their getaway somewhere they are already looking in the direction of the departures lounge of the airport they have just flown into and can not wait to return to where they have been so that they can once again turn on their "Flight Mode."

My Poem “The Monarchs of Women and Men”
No one can fly forever…
at some point even an angel of the skies
has to come back down to Earth…
no flight can last forever…
memories of being above the clouds
always stick in everybody’s mind –
no matter how much time has past
nor what they have seen or heard,
because the miracle of flight
is a dream that keeps on giving…
all kings and all queens
rise, reign, and die…
every Monarch at some time in their lives
has to look up to the sky
that they will always remember and say goodbye…
every thing and every person
ever remembered after their last words have been spoken
is recalled and thought upon differently –
but the best of things and the best of people
are incapable of being forgotten
because they are like the kings and queens
who inspired their people to do great things…
like the best writers, actors, singers, and musicians
who are still remembered
and their art is still enjoyed after their death,
some people can never die,
because they are the Monarchs
of all women and men.
