I was going nuts on my way home from Colombia and had to do something to pass the time. I couldn't read because I was too tired and I couldn't sleep because I am me. This is one of three poems that I wrote on my trip. The setting is that airplane during a nightime "red eye" flight. Nothing special but thought I would share.
Red EyeShadowy darkness interrupted by sparse, random halos of light
Mouth ajar, chin up, eyelids drawn
Unconsciously searching a world beyond the clouds
Red light, green light, internal movements relieved in turn
Up, down, up, down the rhythmic tonations pulls one more chin up and one more mouth ajar
Unspoken "Bless you's" follow each forceful, ruidous experience
Monotony and fatigue claim desire's love of books and sound of mind