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The Daily Prompt – April 14 – Survival


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The Prompt:

You have survived one of the greatest feats of your life. Write a poem to express how you feel.

About Christopher Margolin

Chris Margolin spent more than a decade in Education as a high school English teacher, and is now an Instructional Coach for the Longview School District. He is also the founder of The Poetry Question, an online journal which focuses on reviews of small press poetry publications, and runs a regular series called "The Power of Poetry," where notable poets share their personal stories of how poetry has affected their lives. Margolin resides in Vancouver, Washington with his wife, and daughter.

One comment on “The Daily Prompt – April 14 – Survival

  1. betiyo
    April 14, 2014

    -Flying Star-

    I’m not afraid to be alone,
    I just want to be understood.

    When I was being strapped in tandem
    I remember the man looking through me like it’s just another day,
    “Do you have my money?”
    I handed over $30 shaking and having a difficult time breathing like the first strike of a cold shower.

    I had to grab his shoulders and ask him to calm me, “I’m about to jump out of a fucking plane.”
    No facial expression on my face, just pale skin instead of the caramel glaze and my eyes as if I have no eyelids.

    It wasn’t about whether or not he knew what he was doing, obviously everyone he’s talked through to jump out of a plane had made them feel okay to do it. He knew just what to say to anybody, everybody, but me.
    I asked about his life.
    He said he had a future wife in mind, 3 kids and a career, “I don’t just sky dive”.
    I still didn’t trust him but it was good enough.

    The plane ride was a prayer,
    I literally made peace with myself.

    Here I am, I said, afraid of heights, afraid of falling and about to jump out of an airplane.

    Have you ever wondered what it would be like to read a book on a cloud?
    And you can look down between pages and watch the divisions of the land, some streets you don’t recognize from 15000 ft. in the air, the mountains are the same size.

    20,19,18,…….2,1.. JUMP!!!

    Fuck it!

    I was frozen in time.
    I didn’t feel I was falling at 175mph.

    I felt like I was floating, no gravity, no worries.

    Attached to a man who didn’t know me. A man I didn’t know either. Just American with American in true freedom.

    My biggest fear, conquered. I told my instructor “Fuck you man. Wow! I can’t believe you do this everyday!” Shaking and walking around like I had no brain repeating, WOW, haha, WOW, I won’t ever do that again.


    He just folded his parachute.

    I made peace with some fear that held me back everyday. Stage fright is nothing anymore.
    I looked at death and it was so beautiful. Still I was scared.


    I’m not afraid to be alone,
    I just want to be understood by myself.
    Now I truly know fear.
    It isn’t real.

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