Monday, April 15, 2013

Roller Coaster: Poem 15 of 31

slowly
the coaster rounds the first bend
then climbs.
up
up
up 
it rises.

we hold our breath
reach for the sky.
we race
down
down 
down 
the giant hill.

screams fill the air.
the cars
twist
turn
twist
on the track.

We hold on 
As the roller coaster
speeds 
up
down 
around,
tossing us.


until finally brakes screech
the coaster 
comes to a stop.
clank 
clank 
clank
we jump off
running to get back in line.














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