Dale Dauten's column in today's Arizona Republic carried several frequent flier themed Haiku, which follow. They are credited to Andrew Warnes of Sta-Rite Industires in Delavan, Wis. Any other poets out there?

JP


Like a wall of stone,
Day after day is blacked out.
Accept it; stay home.


Distance between stars
So vast, cold, faraway--like
My departure gate.


Black is the yawning night,
Never-ending and forever...
My luggage is there.


Little, little man,
Lost in his selfish comfort,
Reclines on my lunch.


A trap without teeth,
A cell without guards, awaits
In the middle seat.


Unattainable,
Like embracing the full moon---
Upgraded to first.