Poem

Track

There was a time in when I could have been
free from a time of pain
The track is a tricky time
that reminded me of a lime.
The track took me by force and
battered my experience.
The track was known everywhere
to be unbeatable.
The track slapped everyday
by your feet that sore.
The track does not give in
to your beating beaten feet.

consonance,  personification, and enjambment

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Free Post

Blitzkrieg

What have I learned in my teens?