SUMMER TRADITION
Six flags-
summer.
Waiting-
snaking lines.
Log flume-
straddle the seat.
Squealing-
splashing every turn.
Uh Oh-
chains pulling up incline.
Grabbing-
frightened knowing what comes next.
Tensing-
anticipating the freefall.
Screaming-
losing my stomach racing downhill.
Soaking-
running, getting back in line one more time!
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It's that 'one more time' that's wonderful. I enjoyed the anticipation up that hill.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun tradition, Kristi! Grabbing... tensing... screaming... soaking... your verbs tell it all.
ReplyDeleteTerrific poem. Great movement and fun memory. Thanks.
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