I have my poetry poker cards! Excitement reigns tonight boys and girls. I got them from Christine from her blog. It’s looking super awesome.
Words: Smooth, pounding, supremely, before, foam
I rubbed the rock, rubbed it smooth like the ocean waves would.
Walked out to the playground, stared at him.
Screaming and crying, I charged, pounced
Pounding his face in until the blood bathed us both.
I was supreme over the boy’s insulting body,
The body which mistreated me so long.
Before the teachers arrived, I stood, dropping the rock.
The blood started to foam from the frantic whipping.
I put my hands at my side, “He deserved it”
I defended myself as they took me away.
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