rushing to the bright light
crushing the paint that’s right
swirling the lime green on
fiber glass through the night
going to your cozy spot
and making the metal hot,
blue and orange sparks flying
through the dark like shots
swigging a swirl and making a
curl, hurling a twirl to the sky
up high—don’t let the
zigzag get in your eye
dazzle the dime and razzle
the wine, neon red hoodooing
through my inner calm, black
mind
stalling and falling everwhichaway
as long as nobody says get outta my
way, zipping and zagging through
a lazy day, shutting the door and
getting
away.
by Leander, age 14
paisley
i get the feeling i am skateboarding,,, i have never bee before,, so this was quite enjoyable……
tumblewords
Well done. Like the line breaks and the feeling of movement…
gautami
I love the title!
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Rob Kistner
I love the pace of this and the sound of it when read aloud… nicely done!
Linda Jacobs
wonderful internal rhyme and alliteration! Very talented!
easywriter
I do believe I just went skate boarding. Now I can appreciate the exhilaration and feeling of freedom that makes skaters skate. :o)