In a message dated 9/21/01 1:17:38 PM, [log in to unmask] writes:

<< The Thrill  [Maybe give it a title less telling to the reader?]


I remember sat at Malham once

right upon the edge


What is it like just to let go

to jump and hold the breath


I’ve fallen out of aeroplanes

with packet on my back


and screamed a silent scream of joy  [perhaps something different than silent 
scream?]

before opening the pack


Then flying without engines must

be the final thrill


as kestrels soared around me

I turn and follow suit


Yet flying through a maelstrom

of flames and biting dust


can be no joy to all of those

their  last and final choice. >>  [strong ending]