Open Poetry #37 |
Speedskaters |
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since 2006-02-07
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Crouched low,without a fear. A tiger prey, Ready to tear. Wind whirls in ears, Bout of vinegar swirls in rears. Of taut muscles, against all hassles. Drag pulling beneath, Gravity hang like lead. Arms swing.. to a pendulum beat. The end is near. Cheers to hear. Adrenaline surge, Energy purge. Tiger clawed a prized dinner. Speedskaters passed the linear. |
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