Inside the Mind of a Troubled Author

NJ EMT, future firefighter, published author

I sweep the skies with fire and steel

My highway is the cloud

I swoop, I soar, aloft I wheel

My engine laughing loud

I fight with gleaming blades the wind

That dares dispute my path

I leave the howling storm behind

I ride upon it’s wrath.

I laugh to see your tiny world

Your toys of ships, your cars

I rove an endless road unfurled

Where the mile stones are the stars

And far below, men wait and peer

For what my coming brings

I fill their quaking hearts with fear

For death…is in my wings.

The Aeroplane - Gordon Boshell, written after watching Battle of Britain dogfights from the streets of London (via theworldairforce)