Friday, July 23, 2010

Poetry Friday: What a rush

My poetry muse decided to stop by again. It's been a while, so it was nice to enjoy a cup of coffee and a little poetry-writing. The muse has apparently been visiting amusement parks while I've been working with my mystery muse, because this is what she gave me...

What a  Rush

We take our seats and hold the bar
though we're not going very far.

Off we go, with greater speed.
My hat flies off, my hair's been freed
to whip around my neck and ears...
wind's in my eyes, I blink back tears.

Up and down, around we go...
faster... faster... then we slow.

Click. Click. Click. We climb the hill.
Higher up we go, until...
car by car we clear the top.
Down we rush, my stomach drops.

We scream and yell and fly through space
then round a bend at break-neck pace.

And then we stop, the ride is done.
The roller coaster's so much fun!


This week's Poetry Friday roundup can be found at Language, Literacy, Love.

And don't forget the current Creativity Challenge—get your creative work posted one week from today (Friday, 30 July).
Posted by Alison Pearce Stevens at 3:01 AM
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7 comments:

  1. Author AmokJuly 23, 2010 at 5:24 AM

    Hi, Alison. I just rode Coney Island's Cyclone for the first time. "My hat flies off, my hair's been freed/ to whip around my neck and ears." No hats flying off on our ride, but it was a freeing and frightening experience.

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  2. LindaJuly 23, 2010 at 7:46 AM

    Hi Alison- I love your poem and the way it picks up speed. You really captured the feeling of being on a roller coaster!

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  3. Alison Pearce StevensJuly 23, 2010 at 7:47 AM

    Author Amok: I take it you didn't wear the witch's hat on the ride, then. :)

    Toby: are you a pilot? It sounds as though you are the one flying the plane! I don't think I have the courage to fly upside-down!

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  4. Roland D. YeomansJuly 23, 2010 at 12:52 PM

    Love your poem and its structure linked to the rollercoaster it describes.

    Thanks for dropping by my blog and leaving such a nice comment.

    I wrote a haiku for my historical fantasy, RITES OF PASSAGE. As thanks and welcome, here it is :

    Dreams drift like clouds,
    I reach to touch the moon,
    I grasp but empty night.

    Have a great weekend, Roland

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  5. all things poetryJuly 23, 2010 at 4:27 PM

    Allison,

    What a fun poem!

    Since you are one of the lucky ones to go to the PF Panel, I hope you get a chance to read my comment I left today on Laura Shovan's blog.

    Laura Evans

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  6. Alison Pearce StevensJuly 24, 2010 at 8:34 AM

    Linda: Thank you! I just missed a chance to actually ride a roller coaster yesterday. :)

    Roland: I love the haiku, and I really enjoy your blog.

    Laura: Thanks! I will check out the comment, although I don't know anything about the PF Panel. Hmm... :)

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  7. laurasalasJuly 26, 2010 at 7:18 AM

    Fun, Alison! We'll be going to our local theme park soon. I love the roller coasters.

    Thanks for sharing your poem--looking forward to meeting you in October.

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