Book Creator

About Me!

by SomeRandom Kid

Pages 4 and 5 of 9

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Imagery Poem:
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Forest, By Sylas K.

As I enter the majestic forest,
Cool, fresh air fills my chest.
The sound of tiny birds singing softly fills my ears, The sound is peaceful, free and clear.
My footsteps crunching abound on the uneven ground,
Sharp rocks and tiny twisted twigs are all to be found.
The air is lined with the fresh smell of pine,
I feel the warmth of the pleasant sunshine.
As I look at those massive looming trees,
I feel calm within that warm breeze.
The forest so bright and full of life,
Its magnificence is larger than life.

THE END

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Sound Poem:


My worldview is my view of the world
Shaped by mountains, mountains shape me
Trails guide me, brakes squeak, squeal
Tires spinning, wind whirling
suspension compressing, frame creaking
Screech, squeal, squeak
Wind rushing, eyes watering
Heart pumping, body shaking
The bike as my companion
Transporting me home

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