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Airborne Alert


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Cold War

 

 

In a clockwise orbit

 

seven miles over Greenland

 

I stay awake with continuous

 

coffee, reporting our position

 

to SAC headquarters every

 

hour, waiting for, dreading

 

the coded call authorized

 

by the CinC of the USA.

 

 

When the four letters

 

coincide from our plastic

 

holders with the broadcast

 

that sends us across

 

the H-line, we don helmets

 

and strap into parachutes

 

installed in ejection seats,

 

our very souls on alert.

 

 

Our target is pulled

 

from memory and circled

 

on the navigator’s chart.

 

I start marking long-range

 

search radars and set jammers.

 

We descend to five hundred

 

feet, pilots closing thermal

 

curtains over windshields

 

 

Flying now with Forward

 

Looking Radar, following

 

the terrain, our minds go blank

 

as we tend to the mechanics

 

of duties sworn, not allowing

 

thoughts of nowhere left

 

to land.

 

 

AAA and SAMs fly past

 

behind us as our inexorable

 

path takes us at ten miles

 

a minute to our target

 

of defense missiles surrounding

 

Moscow. At IP inbound, I begin

 

jamming threat radars as flak

 

blossoms all around us.

 

 

At bombs away, we rise rapidly

 

to escape the coming nuclear

 

explosion, our spirits dead

 

to any emotion. We turn toward

 

home, knowing little will

 

be there, the enemy ICBMs

 

having done their job.

 

 

I exit the simulator and head

 

for the chow hall.

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Larsen M. Callirhoe

the last stanza was ironic. i was thinking you are lucky to be alive lol. i enjoye this immensely. was in college back in the mid 90's pre-med pharmacy. something i enjoyed at the time. now i am in cllege attending a university for computer psychology. i wan my masters in that field. i resume classed may 7. i am doing wll. i have a straght A average so far. i have a 93.7 average which is not t shabby.i wanted to take up flying i want to be on a scout plane at sea. this poem had me glued. i read your blog page. i enjoyed reading most of the logs, i will go back and read more of course. i had a free blog page on yahoo plus when it was free. without notice they discontinued the free service nd took my blog posts don. i have onethru ivy bridge university but it is not for the public. i don't know how to make my gmail blog universal lol.

 

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Larsen M. Callirhoe

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  • 3 weeks later...

Yes. The dew line across Canada set off several false alarms, causing we crewmembers much mental torture.

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