Writing 101 Fear Takes Flight

I breathed deeply.

The fight attendant smiled knowingly.

The plane shuddered. I shuddered unknowingly.

I clenched the armrest, a futile attempt to limit it’s motion.

Like a rodeo bronco warming up, the plane pitched left then right.

I breathed deeply.

The flight attendant went missing. Strapped in for the ride, I thought.

I know the drill, I know why the plane pitched. It just didn’t make sense.

I didn’t need science. I needed comfort.

Where was that flight attendant? She would know the words I needed to hear.

I breathed deeply.

The plane shook, a long sustained shutter.

Behind me a young child spoke in wonder.

โ€œDid we just run over god?โ€

The plane convulsed.

I breathed deeply.

Note the child’s comment is from a joke I heard years ago. I couldn’t findย  the information to accredit the author. If you know who it was, please let me know.

7 thoughts on “Writing 101 Fear Takes Flight

  1. That’s a nice poem. I don’t have a fear of flying myself but I have been afraid at times while flying. ๐Ÿ˜‰ You gave me a good view of what it must feel like and how you hold on to every detail wondering just what’s going to happen next! ๐Ÿ™‚

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