Poetry Blogs (jet)
We lost Hugh. Flying such a beautiful little airplane in a blue desert sky, what a nice handling jet. Do what you want with her but no high speed turns too tight, might hit invisible wall in the sky. Dogfight every American jet fighter built none can beat the Mig17 Fresco. Turn on a dime, Russia did this almost right. Ultimate aggressor trainer, what better than to...
Tuesday 6th March 2012 5:44 pm
A murky dust laden night gives way to a searing
hot day over the barren desert.
Sun glints off metal many miles away
as aerial knights rise to do battle.
The Tigersharks get ready to fight
the Eagles in the coming battle.
Suddenly it starts as missile trails
dance through the sky and jets
leave contrails in the humid upper air.
Monday 15th August 2011 5:36 pm