21 April, 2014

Creative Writing, 125 (Summer Ride Pantoum)

As a cool wind rushes past my face
Face upturned toward the sun
I wipe the sweat from my brow
My cheeks red with exertion


Face upturned toward the sun
Squinting to see through the light
My cheeks red with exertion
A smile blossoms across my lips


Squinting to see through the light
I wipe the sweat from my brow
A smile blossoms across my lips
As a cool wind rushes past my face



Line pattern: S1: 1,2,3,4 ; S2: 2,5,4,6 ; S3: 5,3,6,1

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