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Two climbers die

Fall thirty thousand feet.

A man and woman.

And my first thought is -

I hope they were in love.

 

To see the other fall

When you are safe

Must be the saddest thing of all.

 

How long would it take

To fall thirty thousand feet?

 

If you fell alone

Perhaps you’d have that cliché time

When all your life cascades before your eyes

In concentrated memory.

But to fall with another -

To meet their eyes?

 

Would there be reproach?

From her to him or him to her?

“This is your fault”

A wrong done with no time to earn forgiveness is too cruel.

 

They say that when a man dies

It’s for his mother that he calls

But as through the icy air he sprawls

Would he not call to her,

His spirits home?

I hope he did.

Or would there just be regret.

Regret that screams from mountain tops.

 

Love can be a leap into nothing.

You hope you can hold hands like skydivers

And share affections parachute.

 

Twirling, reeling, feeling the earths pull

I hope they had the time

To look into each others eyes

 

“I love you, with all my falling heart I do.

I wouldn’t want to live without you.”

As their forever came too soon.

 

 

 

 

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Dave Carr

Sat 10th Jul 2010 01:26

At a terminal velocity of 250 feet per second it takes about 40 seconds to fall 10000 feet. Our son did a parachute jump for charity over Morecambe Bay. Watched him do it and the video. Don't think I'll be doing that. Just edited this comment as I though the original was a bit heartless.
....Nice poem by the way!
Dave

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Ann Foxglove

Fri 9th Jul 2010 06:10

God! Trust a bloke to know that! ;-)! Maybe it was 20,000 feet. As I say, I just caught the news headline the once. Poetic licence. But I did feel slightly bad turning their tragedy into a poem. Real people an all. But it touched me very much, and the poem made me want to cry when I wrote it.

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Fri 9th Jul 2010 02:20

It is not nice that they died like that, but if they were lovers it is a comforting thought they were together till the end, a thoughtful poem. Incidentally and not that it matters in the scheme of things, I don't know where they were climbing as Mt Everest is only 29035 ft.
luv TC XX

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Ann Foxglove

Thu 8th Jul 2010 20:05

Sorry babe - what's Alma Cogan got to do with anything? Not that I've anything against her! My dad's fave! Don't remember her climbing any mountains though?

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Ann Foxglove

Thu 8th Jul 2010 19:20

This poem was born out of hearing a headline on yesterdays news - two poor souls fell to their deaths while mountaineering. Made me think, that's all. They were a man and a woman but I have no idea of their relationship.

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Bernadette Herbertson

Thu 8th Jul 2010 13:51

thought provoking poem and like youself I too hope they were in love... x x

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