Free verse poem
Up.
Up.
I am nervous, Butterflies bumping around in my tummy.
Clunk.
Clunk.
Hushhhhh.
It stops. A deafening silence.
Is there something wrong? Are we in trouble? Do I need to panic?
I look down.
People moving about like tiny ants.
I am nervous, palms are getting sweaty
Whooshhhhhhh
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Round and round.
Upside down
loop da loop
Round and round.
My cheeks get pushed back, but it's only the wind.
Hushhhhh
It slows down.
It's over.
Its a relief!
I'm still alive!
I survived!
But I get straight back in the line to have another go....
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