The whispered tones fell on deaf ears; I was a thrill-seeker and here were the thrills. Thousands of them, but I sought out the ones worthwhile. Time is too precious to waste on some lame tame baby ride. I stalked my prey with the skill of a half-starved cheetah, and twice as fast. I rushed headlong into awaiting queue, but waiting was not what I had planned to do. Throwing caution to the wind I loudly exclaimed,
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25 Sep 2011 18 Comments
in Haiku/Senryu/17 Syllables, Poetry, Roller Coasters, Word Prompt Tags: Knoebels, loopyguy.com, Phoenix, Poetry, Robert Nagy
Hands wild in the air
Socially frowned upon screams
Phoenix rides again