To Fly A Star Fighter

I wanted to fly a star fighter I wanted Starbuck’s uniform. I wanted to fight the Cylons watch their ships in flames over Orion at dawn.

I wanted to fly beyond the speed of light to curse swear and fight. I wanted to play with hexagonal cards and drink liqueur. I wanted to straith the Cylon’s rebirthing ship with diagonal fire.

I wanted to argue with my superiors and blow smoke in their faces. I wanted to disarm Caprica six she was the sexiest of skin jobs, boy did she get on my wick!

I need to lead a fleet of earnest pilots who would follow me to their death. They would be my responsibility and I would protect them with my final breath. I would never let them know that, though, I’d need to be aloof and mean, yes even if I loved them so, I’d not let that be seen.

I would love to look sexy in my vest and flight suit minus my top I would love to excited the lads and bop bop bop! I’d be happy teaching flight techniques and how fire missiles and cannon and just how to stop a Centurion with a strategic oil leak!

I would make your hair stand on end and your face truly blush with the expletives I could throw at you if you annoy me out of my mouth they’d rush

I would love to be the one who held the whole planet’s lives with in my hands, even if at first I had no idea that I was part of the gods secret plans.

I would take it on the chin to come back from the dead to everyone’s delight. To be told I was the angel of death by a mouthy skin!and after such a long flight.

I Would be so happy to be the heroine who leads her people to a new life. Just to disappear and leave them on a green new planet to start a new life. For them to discover that to be their guardian angel was the point of my life.

Author: willowdot21

Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light ?? I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well. I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits. View all posts by willowdot21

15 thoughts on “To Fly A Star Fighter”

What an adventure can I be your co-pilot 🙂

willowdot21 says:

Nov 15, 2011 at 9:38 pm

Of course but there is only room for one in the starfighter so you will have to be my wing man..if that will do!!

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1. Martin Shone says:
  
  Nov 15, 2011 at 9:40 pm
  
  Well I have big enough ears 🙂
willowdot21 says:

Nov 15, 2011 at 9:46 pm

If we could just find a way to channel this power we could power the whole fleet!

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1. Martin Shone says:
  
  Nov 15, 2011 at 9:48 pm
  
  I ride on solar winds, they call me the space elephant Dumbo 🙂

Well, you definitely already are so cool — and such a cool post! I love how wide your range of subject matter interest is. Keeps this blog extended and exciting! Continue at your current warp speed! Or is that continue in hyper-drive? I guess, most accurately: continue at willowdot21 velocity!

willowdot21 says:

Nov 15, 2011 at 9:41 pm

I shall as long are there ae subjects to address and Clyons to sort out I shall be zooming through those worm holes! Thanks for you support! xx

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OH! yes Martin and I hear they are red hot!!

Martin Shone says:

Nov 15, 2011 at 9:43 pm

They are so I have my own solar power to boost along with

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OH! Dear Oh! Dear , so the call signs will be Starbucks and Dumbo ??

Or Dumbbucks 🙂 ha ha ha ha ha

and I bet you’d be great Willow, … Super dooper cool and super heroic… Wishing you exciting but safe intergalactic fighting my friend. (along with your wing man, )
xPenx