Thursday, April 23, 2015

Poetry for around logan

The Field Rush

Ollie Ollie!
Our eyes lock
and our hearts start to pound
we see them coming like a stampede
the worry of getting trampled runs through out minds
we run as fast as our legs can handle
getting trapped at the door
trying to move on the staircase
you had to be fast to survive
then we became apart of it


The dark clouds challenge each other
they twist and turn
forming
the funnel emerges
crawling towards the ground
so close, it can almost reach it
the alarm going off
the sound of 200 feet pounding
sitting down, squished against each other
complete silence
waiting for it to be over

3 comments:

  1. I really like how you wrote your poems, especially in the second one when you said 'The dark clouds challenge each other
    they twist and turn'. Nice job!

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  2. I like both, especially the first one, and the description! Awesome Job Haley!

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