At dVerse Grace is hosting Open Link Night – where we are invited to post a poem of our choosing.
dVerse Poets – Open Link Night
“The balance between freedom and security is a delicate one.” Mark Udall
I Declined They were handing out parachutes today for any notion of risk you might feel, whether a child playing or a student going to school, or an adult working, there was a parachute for every moment of life should you need one, and if you hadn't felt it before, suddenly you were anxious, unsure of everything, so I declined, jumped out of my life watching my plane of worry burn. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved
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Nail squarely on the head with this one, Paul.
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Thank you so much Sandy
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My pleasure…Take care.
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A great solution, but easier said than done!!
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O indeed Beverly, yes.
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Good
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We could all use a parachute today but where could we land?
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Good question.
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Thank you
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Sometimes you just have to decline, knowing the consequences but willing to face them. A cushy safe prison is still a prison.
“I declined,
jumped out of my life watching my plane
of worry burn.”
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Yes, a horrible thought Lisa, one to be taken seriously, many thanks for sharing this.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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My dad was a paratrooper in WW2.
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The pointy end really, a double risk. My great uncle was too, he was sadly shot coming down over Arnhem.
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I think the Geneva Convention said it was illegal to shoot paratroopers, but my dad said he saw some of his friends shot while they were descending.
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If the plane was worry then the parachute was surely doubt – well done!
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Thank you for that, much appreciated.
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Wow fantastic poem – very apt and put in such a amazing way
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Thank you so much
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Yes, get out now I say.
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Sometimes you just have to take that jump and see what life has to offer you. Good one Paul!
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Many thanks for that Grace, Yes, I so agree.
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So nice poem and inspiring parachute photo 🌷👌🙏🌷
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Thank you so much for that Thattamma 🙂
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Most welcome dear 🌷🙏🌷
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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🙂
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Paul!! Have a great day!
😊👍✨✨🎉
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Excellent! 🙂 xoxo
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Many thanks Carol 🙂
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Excellent extended metaphor – to live in fear is not to live at all!
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Yes, such a dead end, thank you so much Ingrid.
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well said, hoping those free falling hear you 🙂
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Me too, it’s always good to have company. 🙂
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meaning you are not alone, so hang in there!
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Yes, and glad for the company.
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life is never certain and risks are a must.. nice one Paul! 👏
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Thank you for sharing that Cindy 🙂 Yes indeed.
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You’re so welcome Paul! Happy Sunday💕
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The words feel more and more unsafe the more precautions we have.
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Yes, absolutely Bjorn – thank you.
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There are times when parachutes become shackles.
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Absolutely Liz.
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