Dora is hosting this challenge which I’ve summarised as follows: Give us your take on the romance of the open window through your poetry.
You can read other contributions here: https://dversepoets.com/2025/03/11/the-romance-of-the-open-window/
Beyond the Window

An alien and eerie landscape
Fills my limited view
Through the oval window
Of the double decker airplane
That drags me forward in time
An eight hour journey
Pulling long and thin
Into a fourteen hour time difference
Clouds, lumpy and thick,
Like cooked oats porridge
Not what I expected
They look smooth from ‘down below’
I look for the cloud men
Of Roald Dahl’s vivid imagination
In this surreal place and time
Anything is possible
Wispy men rolling chunks of cloud
Into soft, floaty snowflakes
To shower upon a sleeping world
Seems quite reasonable
The sun creeps highter
Throwing shards of golden joy
Turning the soft cloud peaks
Into mango ice-cream
And deepening the shadows
I’m trapped behind
Three layers of transparent stretched acrylic
I pull down the shutter
Close my eyes and
Step into the enticing white world

I was right there with you, Robbie. This was beautiful!
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HI Dale, I am so happy you enjoyed this poem. Thank you and have a lovely weekend.
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Very much so!
Thank you, you as well 🙂
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A great description of flying above the clouds. xo
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Thank you, Darlene. I love being above the clouds
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Makes me with I could handle flying… #equillibriumissues
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Hi Annette, I am sorry you can fly. I do enjoy looking out of the window. The world is a huge picture below.
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Terrific poem, Robbie! 🎵 “I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now.” 🎵 🙂
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HI Dave, isn’t it the most marvelous thing to be above the clouds especially at dawn.
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That is indeed marvelous, Robbie. 🙂
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Very nice, Robbie!
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Thank you, Dwight.
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I was transported, Robbie, through the open window you created so whimsically, so artistically. I loved so many choice imagery and phrases, especially
“An eight hour journey
Pulling long and thin” (Wow, I know that enervated feeling!) and
“Clouds, lumpy and thick,
Like cooked oats porridge” and
“Wispy men rolling chunks of cloud” and the sun
“Turning the soft cloud peaks
Into mango ice-cream.”
A wondrous read, my friend, stepping out the window with you. I wish all our journeys were as magical.
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HI Dora, thank you for your lovely and detailed comment. It is nice to know what you enjoyed about this poem. I was so pleased to see these amazing cloud views. This was early in the morning soon after leaving Dubai for Japan.
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Quite a journey, and as a seasoned traveler, you still continue to open to its pleasures as much as used to its discomforts. If I could travel now, I would hope to be able to do as well. 🙂
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As a constant flyer, I enjoy this poem Robbie ❣️🫶
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Hi Michelle, I love flying. I enjoy watching the people, looking out the window, and eating the funny meals with little surprises in each package.
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🤭🤭 me too. I even have airline of choice because of their meals 🫶🤭
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A very good reason to chose a specific airline.
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Amazing poem Robbie !
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Thank you, Maggie
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My pleasure Robbie 💕
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🥰
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I’ve been in the air enough to really appreciate this poem, Robbie. Nice job!
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HI Dan, I always write poems during flights. It’s a great time to reflect on what coming or what has passed. I also find the people completely mesmerizing.
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Well this one turned out great.
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😀🧡
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Nice!
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Thank you, Dawn.
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I just took a plane trip a month-ish ago, didn’t even look out the window. I should have.
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Hi Jacqui, I was lucky to have a window seat. I love looking out the window in an airplane. You must look next time. It is quite enchanting.
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So beautifully described, Robbie. One of my favorites of yours!
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Hi Merril, thank you, I am really pleased to know that.
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You’re welcome, Robbie! 😊
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🩵
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Well done! I think this is the first time I’ve read a poem about looking down at the clouds while riding in an airplane.
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So well done! I was right there with you.
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I love the thought of clouds as cooked oat porridge.
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That is exactly what they look like to me 💕
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Great emotional description of flying above the clouds in your fantastic poem, Robbie.
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Thank you, Tim
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My pleasure, Robbie. 😊
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Simply beautiful!
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Thank you, Donna 💖🌷
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Excellent description of the clouds seen from the airplane window, Robbie. I only flew on a double decker airplane once. The plane from Hong Kong to California was full. My daughter and I got bumped to the first class on the upper decker. She was so excited.
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Hi Miriam, that must have been splendid. TC was upstairs in business class. I was downstairs.
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It’s a good while since I’ve flown, but you have captured the magic that follows the excitement of take off as
we escape from earth above the clouds.
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Yes, it is very interesting.
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I flew to Italy …I’m not sure how long that took. I don’t think it was a double decker plane either.
I hope you had sweet dreams 🙂
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I think it is mainly Emirates that use these double decker planes. I’ve not been upstairs as that is first and business class. TC was upstairs and I was downstairs.
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I think the bigges plane I flew on was a 747… I don’t even know if they are in the air anymore.
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Yup – that’s the feeling of flying above clouds! Well done.
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Awesome. I totally enjoyed this poem.
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I’m so pleased to know that, Michael
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You’re most welcome, Robbie.
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Those are great photos Robbie–and I love the magic world you drift in to. (K)
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Hi Kerfe, I’m pleased you liked the ending 🥰
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I love this, Robbie! So descriptive!
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Thank you, Jan
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This is beautiful Robbie 💜
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Thank you, Willow. I’m glad you enjoyed this poem.
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Its perfect Robbie 💜
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Hugs
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How lovely, Robbie! I remember having a wonderful view up there, going from SA to UK, and back again.
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I always enjoy the views to. It seems a lot of people never look out the window 💜
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Lovely description of the clouds from above, Robbie. I love the picture, too.
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Thank you. It was amazing to watch the sun rising from above the clouds.
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I enjoyed this very much! Thanks for sharing! Pejj
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What a great poem, Robbie! You captured your feelings and your view from the window.
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I’m glad you like it, Jennie
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😍
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Enjoyed reading this poem, Robbie. The tribulations of plane travel will never affect me anymore, lol.
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I love travelling by airplane. It’s an adventure.
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For some, yes, but not for me.
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You have good reasons for not flying and you find adventures elsewhere.
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Yes indeed.
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