The Jump

By , Rolla, MO
The murky water stares back at me,
as I prepare to jump.
My back, hot and sticky,
waits to be revived.

How many creatures lurk
under that quiet, top layer of dirty water.

I take four steps back,
still peering into the foggy water,
trying to see the bottom.

I run,
and jump in.

Cool water
surrounds me.
I step out and the sun ignites
my wet skin,
making my body shimmer.

I get ready to jump,
again.





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Soccergirl3 said...
Nov. 24, 2011 at 10:07 am
Hey I love your poem
 
LarztheSquirrel replied...
Nov. 24, 2011 at 3:17 pm
wow really :)
 
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