#parachute
How many more murders will we grieve in this dark night?
Dog bites and sound bytes
Debris from bomb kites...
Death and destruction on all sides
Whilst they watch from hot air balloons
Hollow-heartedly high
How many more surreal acts lie?...
More backing down
Staying out
Safe and sound in the parachute blot of a blasted cocoon as it sinks to the ground...
Aug 20, 2025
Aug 20, 2025 at 7:30 PM UTC
aboard the aircraft metaphorical
bearing those employed
by companies large and small
a moment arrives when the cryptic
overhead lights instruct
that the time to leave has come
passengers are led to the open door
at the rear of the fuselage
where they will leap into the mist
the happy few will be strapped
into a designer backpack
filled with a carefully packaged parachute
of luminous gold
others are handed
a sturdy bundle which holds a
lifesaving paraglider of shining silver
a group somewhat more numerous
gratefully accept their sustaining dome
of spun silk and exit with confidence
the greatest number will be in a line
leading past a toilet paper dispenser
each individual to be ejected will be allotted
a single sheet
the one ply tissue will be printed as follows
“Grasp tissue firmly on opposite sides
hold tissue above head parallel with ground”
a hearty cry of “Good luck!” follows them
as they are assisted through the door
by a well placed boot
Apr 1, 2023
Apr 1, 2023 at 11:42 PM UTC
someone once told me:
"falling in love
is like skydiving
without a parachute."
i guess i'm never doing that,
unless an angel catches me.
Jan 10, 2020
Jan 10, 2020 at 11:10 PM UTC
on a boat, fighting waves of doubts
on your ocean of lies and its fiery souths
i was struggling to find the other end
an imbalanced pole on your world's ends
then you came down, like jesus reborn
you had all the light and the wings, I could have sworn
i snatched the wings and escaped your menace
so i flew until i couldn't see you anymore
the sun scorched my skin so i hid in the clouds
but they fogged up my mind like how you fog me up
your love lies beneath each thin air I breathe
so i suffocated until i couldn't breathe
my wings were tired and they couldn't flap another round
so i held on tightly to my parachute
I slowly drifted down, down and back down to your crust
until i found myself on your comforting waves
comforting waves of lies
so i drowned inside your depths
and i found myself trapped inside your flesh
on a bed for a night and insomnia for tomorrow
this is how we're gonna be, a forever daydream in every night
May 16, 2019
May 16, 2019 at 11:40 AM UTC
I was flying high
But then I came crashing down
I don't know why
You couldn't save me now
You were there before
I didn't have to call out for you
But you're not here anymore
So I had to use my parachute
Apr 28, 2019
Apr 28, 2019 at 5:45 AM UTC
Yesterday, I saw her stroll
with that melancholy
she masked with gold
Outcasted. That's what she thought
it's what she blames for being choked
Unconsciously she bolted fast
to the secret house where no pain lasts.
Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 6:20 AM UTC
I’m not sure what jarred me loose,
Maybe the medication,
Maybe the ***
Maybe the drinks I had sitting here,
Maybe just the texting,
But something just shook off the ashes and rose.
Something shifted, something SHIFTED.
I want to run, HA, no going back.
I got my parachute, time to fall and see where I land.
Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 12:34 AM UTC
always scared to
but i realized i did it
before i ever thought this through
i don't know how to feel
accomplished or afraid
because i think i fell to hard
for you
before i jumped
i should have gotten a parachute
Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 2:47 PM UTC
The instructor grins at me from under his moustache, then shouts – IT’S YOUR TURN
I am ready.
What a performance!
One step out of the plane and already off my feet,
Dangling,
Out of position on the positioning platform
Earth zooms past underneath at a
Ridiculous rate
With one last look into the instructor’s mocking eyes
I let go
The world moves
Too fast to understand it
Reality unravels
As frantically as the chute’s cord
Falling,
Falling free,
Falling free of control,
Of responsibility,
Of burden
The whooshing of the wind merges
With the words
Screaming in my mind
‘ONE-ONE-THOUSAND, TWO-ONE-THOUSAND, THREE-ONE-THOUSAND, …
My mouth says nothing
Unheard, unseen, suspended in a big O
Falling,
Falling free
The world quickly slows, my mind both fuzzy and clear, I calmly descend
In a gentle invisible lift, leisurely viewing the emerald English countryside, such
A beautiful sight to see, but my wonder and awe is
Sharply interrupted,
By a voice in my ear, bellowing –
Assume landing position!
A short wait,
A hefty bump,
A forward roll that a Ninja would be ashamed of, and
I’ve made it.
And I lie there.
I lie there,
Arms and legs outstretched, a smiling simpleton
Trying to create a snow angel in a grassy field.
Then I remember
…CHECK CANOPY’
Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 4:05 PM UTC
Not until steping closer.
I realized that I was in the palm of your hand.
I left my parachute without regret,
Moving one step closer staring down.
I deeply wanted to understand how free love was.
Standing here,
Realizing how high up everything really is.
Your palm sustaining my weight.
I wasn't at all anixous.
Now thinking that the wind could have shifted me forward before time.
Constantly aware that at any moment.
I will close my eyes and lean forward.
Pass the ridges of pants and tile floor.
Leaving behind everything I knew best.
My comfort zone.
This was me falling in love.
This was me overcoming my fear of heights
Forever in debt to the strength of your hand
Feb 28, 2018
Feb 28, 2018 at 7:51 PM UTC
Every morning I
jump out of an airplane with
out a parachute:
Swallows Starlings and
Ancient Sparrows caress Me
through Mt. Everest,
Humming Magpie’s hang
on to my fingertips past
Burj Khalifa in Dubai.
Plummeting over
the lark’s meadow the loon’s lake
and today seems small.
Fifteen-thousand feet
holds the rebirth of rubber
band resiliency,
Chant with my feathers
now bound to tumbling shoulder
blades like holy fowl.
Destiny a grail
all-embracing imminent
possibilities.
Morning endures as
I ascend our reflecting clouds
“Today is the day”.
Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 10:22 PM UTC
*Open the parachute in heart
to float with the wind of love
as you dance in footsteps,
drifting as if floor is sky
and freedom is yours.*
Feb 15, 2018
Feb 15, 2018 at 1:00 PM UTC
just like Groundhog Day
he's repeating the same warning;
the reasons of our undoing,
a parachute to keep us from falling
Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 8:25 PM UTC
I was afraid of love
It's just heartaches and sufferings
I forbid myself from falling
Because I know
No one would catch me but the ground
Then there was you
You said you were falling
I was ready to fall in love with you
But when I was falling really fast
That's when I realized
You were not with me
You had a parachute on
I fell
But no one was there to catch me
I loved
And I don't think I could ever love again
Cause Im broken
You've broke me beyond repair
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 11:33 AM UTC
You wake up in the middle of the night and
You realize that the person next to
You is not
Your co-pilot anymore and that even though
You are flying in the same direction,
Your destination might not be the same.
You realize that
You are in parallel planes,
Your former “co-“ is now a grown-up pilot who wants to push all the buttons that
You wouldn’t wanna push, who decides to leave
You hanging in the sky, without
Your safety net or parachute.
The world is full of pilots,
but few good co-pilots.
Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 5:54 AM UTC
Help me
Before I fall too hard.
I'm one step from the edge
And I can't turn away.
Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC
I've always kept this parachute.
This protective layer surrounding me.
Catching me as I fall, and keeping me safe from harm.
But now there's you-
Every minute we spend together pokes a hole in my parachute.
Each hole representing such a happy memory.
A poke for every laugh
For every soft word whispered
For every time I watched your eyes crinkle with that cute smile of yours.
So many holes- my parachute is starting to fail me.
I'm going defenseless.
You're destroying that protective layer.
I'm going into a free fall-
It's the most thrilling ride of all
And I could not be happier.
Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 12:38 AM UTC
who needs tampons
and breath mints
and safety nets
if you're there to cradle my fall?
i'd jump out of a perfectly good airplane
from thousands of feet in the sky
without a parachute
because i know you'll be there
at the bottom
with open arms
Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 4:38 PM UTC