A bow is stringed throughout my hair,
Blue is its color.
Calling out cheers,
Dazing at my routine.
Exactly what I love,
Friends being teammates.
Girls staring in awe,
How do I do that?
Its inside of me,
Just running through my blood.
Kicking up my leg,
Lifting it while I spin.
More twisting,
Not stopping there.
Opening up my hips,
Preparing for my double full,
Quitting time,
Really isn't yet!
Starting to run,
Throwing my hands down.
Upside down,
Vertical position now.
Winning the meet- my dream.
Xylophones signaling the end,
Zipping into a pose- I stuck it!
YOU ARE READING
Burn!(My Atty's Collection)
PoésieThis is my entry for The Atty's Collection Contest. I wrote ten poems, hope you like them! Some are wrote about me and some are just poetry, no relevence to me.
