Skydiving Poems - Poems about Skydiving

Life's not precious Some waste it Some enjoy it....

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Oh, wild side of me. Pushing me to face my fears. Skydiving was the new adventure. Day before the jump, butterflies in the stomach. I woke up several times. I jumped over and over in my mind. Concentrating on my breathing; It kept me relaxed. It's now or never! Said, my wild side. I literally putted myself, in the hands of God’s and my instructor’s. Things were not...

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High above the parade ground Our four groups of three Lined up in a helicopter Hovering over the trees With parachutes heavy on our backs The jump master checks for any slack Chutes tightly packed, closed with twine Fastened by cord to the static line No one wants to be the first Though we all willingly volunteered After several hours of training Our first time was...

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Skydiving is good to the very last drop For a second parachute, I'd definitely opt You'll need a nurse Crashing to the earth Or wind up as fertilizer for next spring's crop...

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I fall From the highest mountain peak From a skyscraper taller than eyes could see From a star so high it must be a galaxy furthest from me, I fall Skydiving, eyes closed and dreaming Free falling into the moment before me Faith in whats meant to be, will be I let be Letting go, falling still I see A life fulfilled Vibrant in beauty,...

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sky diving free-falling parachute thrust up....

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your plane, in the air prepare to jump, all is clear flew out, with a tear...

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