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Conquering the Hill

A very literal entry for the Road Drops Here Poetry Challenge

By A. J. SchoenfeldPublished 4 months ago 1 min read
The Waiting Hill

The scent of hot tar warmed from July’s sun

Clung to my nostrils and hung in the air

Waking my mind to prepare for the fun

~

Joy filled laughter rang out everywhere

Promising adventures at every turn

But something inside whispered wait, beware

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My tummy did clench, my belly did churn

As I peered over the edge of the drop

My heart started to pound, my lungs to burn

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I wanted to go but how would I stop

Once I let gravity take the control

Wasn't I safer up here on the top

~

Adventure called back, caution’s not the goal

It's time to let go and enjoy the ride

Conquer the hill, it's so good for the soul

~

Against my shirt, my sweaty palms I dried

Then grasped tight onto the pink rubber grip

Took a deep breath to calm the nerves inside

~

Foot on the pedal, prepared for the trip

I rose up from the striped banana seat

Step down right foot, pick up left, this is it

~

Leaving the top, my heart skipped a beat,

Then it soared high as I flew down the street

For Fun

About the Creator

A. J. Schoenfeld

I only write about the real world. But if you look close enough, you'll see there's magic hiding in plain sight everywhere.

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  • Paul Stewart4 months ago

    AJ, this is stunning. I love the progression from tension to its release. Love how much I felt every bit - not maybe nice, but the way you conveyed it was incredible. Great work, my friend.

  • Ah, that felt so therapeutic and wonderful. Loved your poem!

  • Sandy Gillman4 months ago

    Such a vivid ride down memory lane.

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