Tiny Jets
written by: RC Larlham
@Mohawk742
Streaking down from above/behind my line of sight
Bending coordinated into a diving high-speed turn
Five tiny jets do a check-out flyover of the lake
That lies behind my house.
Almost too late they bank and climb, speed
Increasing, they barely miss the tall cottonwoods
That fill the hill across the lake. They turn again,
Flying together out of sight.
Swinging down once more, past my window, full
Flaps, landing gear extended, like a fighter team
They bank and level off, splash down – these
Mallards have come home.
RC Larlham grew up on a small farm in Northeast Ohio, He was a first generation college graduate, and Master's level graduate. Trained in Zoology and Wildlife Biology, he spent most of his working life as a hazardous Waste management, clean-up and disposal specialist (don't ask). Wherever he went he told stories, stories to illustrate a point, entertain, fill downtime and generally to fill the silence. Many who heard them said he should publish, and thus was born "The Old Man and Me--Books 1 and 2." Since then he has been writing and editing the third book and writing and submitting short stories and poems.
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