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Falling Doing a single flip, Off the high board, Landing face first, Numb an unfelt sword.
Raising one water ski up,
Standing on the cliff edge,
Reaching for the sandpit,
Thrown out of the rolling car,
Lying paralyzed in bed,
On a slippery porch,
Stepped off the curb,
Skating at the rink,
Reaching to put a suitcase,
Reaching to paint from the top step,
Caught my shoe heel,
Reaching for the rail,
My briefcase in front of me,
Tripped on my carpet,
With one step to go,
After many falls and stitches,
Still caught on the brink,
With rescuers nearby,
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Pole Vaulting My Junior Year in High School with a Broken Left Wrist Photo: Marshfield News Herald At birth, psychologists have learned, we have only two fears: loud noises and falling. Before and, after my paralysis during surgery, not related to a fall, the number of times I fell or came close to falling to my death, serious injury or more paralysis and survived, is amazing. My dragging left foot caused many of them, misjudging its reach. eMail Me More Poems My Place Copyright 2026 © Ronald W. Hull 9/24/26 |