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My Poem: Haste

This is a poem I wrote in my gr.9 english class. It is currently published in the year book, I thought I would share it with you!

Haste

Icy air collides against my face;
Penetrating my pores,
Biting my skin.
Frosted strands of hair,
Whip the back of my damp neck,
As water pellets rush toward my bare drained arms.
Attacking the surface like a hundred needles.
The black ahead bares veering boxes of light-
My squinted eyes stay fixed on the full meter.
A tonne of vibrating metal carries my flesh,
As I race across the black asphalt,
Past every blur of silver.

Constructive comments are always appreciated

Haste Poem My

Very good use of descriptive words, you would make a great story teller.

My Poem: Haste UFO & Writing Art Education Sciences

This is pretty impressive. Your use of description is both enlightening and intense. I think that you could actually write great short descriptive stories as well.