Post-Vacation Tristesse Poem by Charles Harper Webb

Post-Vacation Tristesse

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The Jumbo Jet has barely shuddered off
The ground, and I'm depressed. My scuba mask
And fins, my fly rod and beach hat

Crush each other in an overhead locker
Dark as the bedroom closet they're returning to.
Already the week's good times melt

Together like caramels in a hot car.
My vow to "Do this more often!" recedes
With the jade palms and sun-stroked beaches

I can barely see through my scratched window
As the pilot thanks us for "flying
United," and climbs through ectoplasmic

Clouds into the jet stream that circles
Earth's head like a tedious tune,
And like a kick in the rear, hustles us

Homeward through a sky which, though it looks
blue enough to house heaven, is colorless
As life without you, and just goes on and on.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Walker 05 July 2020

Another successful poem about flying in a jumbo jet. flying back home after a happy holiday would cause me some sadness. Striking imagery, ' blue enough to house heaven'.

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Edward Kofi Louis 28 May 2019

Times melt! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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AndyB 28 May 2019

Evokes the post vaction blues A great piece of writing simple yet complex

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Bernard F. Asuncion 28 May 2019

One of the best poems by Charles Harper Webb.................

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Charles Harper Webb

Charles Harper Webb

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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