Caleb
Wednesday, 18 November 2015
Diamante Poem
Rex Graham Cup
Intense, smashed
wasting us, not winning, trying
Passing, smooth, quick
losing, running, sprinting
Muddy, wet
Rugby
Sense Poem
Peak Trail Blazer
The Peak Trail Blazer,
I see people
sprinting
in front of me,
I feel the souls of my old shoes wearing out,
I taste my sweat, dripping down my forehead,
I smell the
soggy, damp
dirt and
I hear someone,
creeping
up behind me!
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