Pontoon Plane

The pontoon plane crawls noisily
By carbon smudged clouds
Hiding the afternoon sun
A pleasant diversion from the
Jet planes whooshing to and from
Hawaii Las Vegas Oakland
Mesa San Diego
Loaded with Canadians
Escaping Vancouver’s high prices
The pontoon plane climbs steadily
Puttering through the sky
As if the air were some thick syrup
It brings memories of old TV shows
From the nineteen fifties with
Heroes in their noisy prop planes
Landing on lakes and rivers
To save the day from evil
Almost always contained in
Some scruffy black haired
Never to be trusted bad guy
Who would learn a lesson
Before the program ended
About right and wrong