I try to imagine Sky Diving,
But my mind wont cooperate!
*
I can picture the second before!
The perch!
On cliff
On roof
On mountain top.
*
I can experience
The shivering, grasping toes,
Not prepared
To leave terra firma!
*
I can visualise the view!
The spiralling emptiness!
The trees,
Seas,
City streets
Laid out a million miles down!
*
I can imagine the
Hypnotic effect
Of Space.
The desire to be drawn down
Down
Down,
Just because down is down!
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I can live the terror!
'I'm mad!'
'What if this is the end?'
'I don't have to!'
'Someone stop me!'
*
I can even picture The Jump!
The sailing impossibility!
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But the fall?
That I cannot imagine!
*
Are there thoughts?
Are there awarenesses?
Do I shout?
Am I disorientated?
Do I know up from down?
Does the ground grow closer?
Am I sane?
*
I cannot imagine
And I shall certainly
Never know !
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A FAIR COP
She was driving through the countryside, a lovely luscious blonde,
Heading for the bright lights and the thrills that lay beyond.
In her zippy little sports car, she was well above the limit,
But her mood was so ecstatic that no thought of speed could dim it.
When, suddenly, a cop appeared and flagged our Blondie down.
She smiled at him seductively but all he did was frown.
'You're going way, way, way too fast! I fear you must be booked!'
'Oh Officer' she twinkled then, 'Can't it be overlooked?'
'Show me your licence, Madam!' ; the cop was quite severe!
' I can't do that' she giggled, 'For I haven't got it here!'
'You haven't got it here!' he yelled ' There will be hell to pay!'
''How can I have it,' she replied, 'When you took it yesterday?'
*
She was driving through the countryside, a lovely luscious blonde,
Heading for the bright lights and the thrills that lay beyond.
In her zippy little sports car, she was well above the limit,
But her mood was so ecstatic that no thought of speed could dim it.
When, suddenly, a cop appeared and flagged our Blondie down.
She smiled at him seductively but all he did was frown.
'You're going way, way, way too fast! I fear you must be booked!'
'Oh Officer' she twinkled then, 'Can't it be overlooked?'
'Show me your licence, Madam!' ; the cop was quite severe!
' I can't do that' she giggled, 'For I haven't got it here!'
'You haven't got it here!' he yelled ' There will be hell to pay!'
''How can I have it,' she replied, 'When you took it yesterday?'
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