May 17, 2010
By olive94 GOLD, Hanover, Maryland
olive94 GOLD, Hanover, Maryland
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Wind whipping, WHOOSH, wild
The skin on my knees is unfamiliar to me
The bark of the tree crumbling beneath my calluses
I’m an animal

The sky is my diving board,
Branches used like the rungs of a ladder
Clods of dirt leaping beside me
I’m a wild thing

I push the sun’s wheel
If I stop running, she will stop moving
And stay here all day
And my nighttime escapades will end
I’m not going to sleep

Beads of sweat mix with ocean water
The taste of salt and skin
I don’t mind, it doesn’t matter
Water embracing me like a long lost brother
I’m ok with being in over my head

Out here, I’m an animal
Out here, I’m a wild thing,
Out here I’m not going to sleep
Out here, I’m okay with being in over my head
Out here, I’m home

The author's comments:
A friend and I collaborated on a poem and had to do our own pieces about how we were inspired by nature... This was my half.

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