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Jessica

Poems to soothe the savage skydiver

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I'm in a bad mood! So I dug up this old thread:

www.dropzone.com/cgi-bin/forum/gforum.cgi?post=13081;search_string=Your%20favorite%20poem;#13081

It cheered me up.

Here is a pome:

"If"
Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
Skydiving is for cool people only

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A friend just tuned me in to this poem recently. I like it a lot...

To the Virgins, to make much of Time

GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow will be dying.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
The higher he 's a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he's to setting.

That age is best which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times still succeed the former.

Then be not coy, but use your time,
And while ye may, go marry:
For having lost but once your prime,
You may for ever tarry.


Robert Herrick. 1591–1674
She is Da Man, and you better not mess with Da Man,
because she will lay some keepdown on you faster than, well, really fast. ~Billvon

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For those who haven't had the rare pleasure of listening to me whine, RTGO™ means Reason To Go On™. It is my maudlin equivalent to moodyskydiver's "natural highs" I guess.

Being called said "other terms" by PhreeZone is a RTGO™. :)
Skydiving is for cool people only

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This week has been total hell(see my other post titled such) and I cant bear to look at my poor dog b/c my damn dad is making me get rid of him! (can anyone give him a good home?[:/])I feel so bad,b/c I really dont want to give up my puppy.:( This week just keeps gettin worse! I dont know if I should try to jump this weekend or not! Especially at the rate of negative things going on in my life...


"...just an earthbound misfit, I."

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Well why don't you just stand up to your father and tell him you are keeping the dogsy. I know it is easily said, but find an intelligent way to do it;) And sure you should jump. Don't let bad karma get you. Jump safely, have fun!!!!!!!!!!B|B|B|
jraf

Me Jungleman! Me have large Babalui.
Muff #3275

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Jacob's Ladder

The clouds prepare for battle
In the dark and brooding silence.
Bruised and sullen stormclouds
Have the light of day obscured.
Looming low and ominous
In twilight premature
Thunderheads are rumbling
In a distant overture...

All at once, the clouds are parted.
Light streams down in bright unbroken beams...

Follow men's eyes as they look to the skies.
The shifting shafts of shining weave the fabric of their dreams...


...Geddy Lee (Rush, Permanent Waves, 1980) ... fine Canuck rock.

...could he be a skydiver?
...sorta been our weather in Manitoba the last couple of weekends, ugh.

Dave T


Life is very short and there's no time for fussing and fighting my friend (Lennon/McCartney)

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This one makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I don't know who wrote it.


Heart of the Moon

Tonight I sat upon the step
And listened while the evening slept
To the moon who spoke so soft to me
Of life and love and destiny.
Watching as clouds covered her light,
Sitting quietly in the dark of night.
Sad they'd hidden her beauty away,
I wondered what the moon would say.

Clouds wisped away; then all was clear,
Beauty intact; I'd had nothing to fear.
Then joy in her light touched my heart
As I watched the dark of the clouds depart.

She spoke to me from high above
"You should not hide your heart from love;
For pain, like clouds, will soon pass by
And your light will fill the evening sky".

And then quietly she left me all alone
To ponder the seeds that she had sown;
And knowing this was my destiny
To open my heart and set it free.

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Invictus

OUT of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Sir William Ernest Henley

I'm not afriad of dying, I'm afraid of never really living- Erin Engle

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Okay, how about some homemade poetry... Here it goes (If it sucks - too bad).
I sit on the floor
And fasten my belt
Lean back and make space
For others to take
They sit and belt in
The engine winds up
The plane starts to move
We taxi to five
And get ready to ride
To our playground - the sky
The pilot looks back
To write on his list
How many souls this time
How will this bird climb
And full throttle we go
Flaps up brakes off
Keep weight forward
For this she was built
With engine full tilt
Pull back on the yoke
And up into the sky
Another dimension revealed
The vibe starts to build
As we enter our world
The gateway behind us
In front of us our joy

I'm not sure if it's finished, but my brain is starting to hurt...

The laws of physics are strictly enforced.

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This is a free verse poem I wrote for a loser professor @ university. :)

Mindless

I grasp at why
I must compose this idiotic verse.
No idea why
time is so slow, since I want to leave.
Then I look down under my papers and see why
I am so tired of this course!

One of the vocabulary words is incontinence!

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I'm RICK JAMES! Fo shizzle.

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I sure can't stand poetry. Every time I read poetry all I can think of is that scene in Animal House where the guy is on the stairs singing "I had chicken...it had no bones..." about the time John Belushi grabs his guitar and smashes it. What a great movie....B|



Oh man that cracked me up.

The cafeteria scene is studied by so many fledgling film directors now. :D

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I'm RICK JAMES! Fo shizzle.

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