National Poetry Month: Day 17

Determined soul.
Furiously needing to fly.
Pumping quickly.

Launching forward.
Flying fearlessly through the playground.
Proudly soaring.

Floating downwards.
Sticking the landing, brave arms outstretched.
Greeting the day.

I combined the prompts from the NaPoWriMo website which was to create a modified haiku with a 4-9-4 rhythm instead of 5-7-5 and the Writer's Digest prompt which was to write a poem about a 'swing'.


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