(Simon and Garfunkel’s Sound of Silence, for whatever reason, was stuck in my head this morning. That song is beautiful poetry. The following is not)
Hello airport lobby, my old friend
I’ve come to wait in you again
Because demands for security screening
Brought me here when I should be sleeping
And now I’m sitting, staring at the backs of empty chairs.
No one cares.
While I wait, for the early flight
I’ve come to wait in you again
Because demands for security screening
Brought me here when I should be sleeping
And now I’m sitting, staring at the backs of empty chairs.
No one cares.
While I wait, for the early flight
I don’t know why I booked this flight
The sun hasn’t shone its light.
While I wish I could return to bed
I look for someplace I might rest my head
But then I cringe at the sound of the intercom
Calling Tom –
Please return, your flight’s departing
The sun hasn’t shone its light.
While I wish I could return to bed
I look for someplace I might rest my head
But then I cringe at the sound of the intercom
Calling Tom –
Please return, your flight’s departing
And then I glanced at the corridor
A dozen people, maybe more
People shuffling like walking dead
People moving like limbs are lead
People whose current style is a photo they’ll never share
No one dares
Make pre-flight contact
A dozen people, maybe more
People shuffling like walking dead
People moving like limbs are lead
People whose current style is a photo they’ll never share
No one dares
Make pre-flight contact
Sigh, I thought, it’s a look I too well know
As the crowd began to grow
I turned my gaze back to my gate
How I wished I’d left on a different date
But my wishes, like those for extra sleep
Were interrupted, by the speaker’s bleep
As the crowd began to grow
I turned my gaze back to my gate
How I wished I’d left on a different date
But my wishes, like those for extra sleep
Were interrupted, by the speaker’s bleep
And the people yawned and swayed
As they continued on their way
And a sign flashed it was time for boarding
Then I saw a line quickly forming
And I knew, that the time for complaining was done…
…at least, this one
So began my day, with an early flight
As they continued on their way
And a sign flashed it was time for boarding
Then I saw a line quickly forming
And I knew, that the time for complaining was done…
…at least, this one
So began my day, with an early flight
Allie Potts Writes 
Hello Michael, waiting there,
It’s pouring water everywhere,
Because the floods from Florence are down
It’s time to dump another round.
And the kids who just went back to school
Have yet another sabbatical
And the Roblocks that was planted in the brain still remains
Disturbing once again the sounds of silence.
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Oh, that’s an excellent bonus verse
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My gosh, that’s hilarious. I could totally hear the song in my head as I read this. You nailed it. Well done, Allie P.
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This is what happens when I have to get up at 4 and am running only on coffee
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I don’t envy you the experience. The Sound of Silence has now been in my head since reading this. Luckily, I don’t mind.
There’s a BBC show call Detectorists that my sister introduced me to. There’s these two guys who look like S and G. The puns they make as a result of that… oh, so classic. It’s an oddball but strangely satisfying little show.
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I must watch this now.
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I do recommend it. It’s unique, subtle humor. Season 1 is only 6 episodes. Well-written and satisfying.
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You had me at puns
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Haha! That’s right. I forgot we share the sisterhood of pun-lovers. 🙂
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To be fair, the big set of them just happened in the episode I watched in Season 2! Still good stuff in season 1, though, promise. 🙂
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Okay, so watched another episode of Detectorists tonight and yet another Simon and Garfunkle pun. Thought of you! 🙂
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I don’t have cable, but it looks like I can watch the show on Amazon Prime. I’m intrigued.
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Just don’t have high expectations for a million laughs. Like I said, quirky and subtle humor. We’re watching it from library DVDs. But prime sounds even easier!
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That’s typically my style
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If you like quirky comedy, check out Cuckoo sometime.
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I guess it’s in the name with that one! 🙂
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🙂 So not as subtle, but definitely quirky
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😛
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This is all fine and good, but can I call you Al?
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🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 you may!!!
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Very cute, and brings back a lot of memories . . . 🙂
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I’m glad 😁 It was a long, long day for me
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Well done!
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Nothing like sleep deprivation to get creative juices flowing
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I hear that!
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I can relate to this, Allie. I have started trying to fly the night before as I find 8 hours of travelling in one day a bit much when I fly to Cape Town (2 hours flight each way) and back in one day. Great poem.
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Yeah, I’d prefer not to travel eight hours for a day trip either. If given an option I like to be able to spend 2x wherever I’m going compared to the time it takes to get there. Sadly, I am not always given that option, but that’s the goal.
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Thanks for the laugh, Allie. I’ve been spending too much time in airports lately and can relate!
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Nothing like spending time in airports to make you appreciate your time at home.
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