Skydive Kauai

Today’s prompt is to write a nonet. It has nine lines, starts with nine syllables and works its way down to one.

Hunched over with knees pressed to my chest
The isle sun pours through the porthole
The Cessna prop shrieks to life
We barrel down the straight
And rise to the clouds
Mountains, valleys
shrink away
Scan and

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