Braced For Action Poem by Cat Ducat

Laying low, walking slow
Looking away from the pained past.
Burning glass
and waving grass
Blending with the trees.
Lifting heads and breaking necks
Pride and joy on the decks
Of the rocking sea of life
Rocking with the beacon light
Watching sailors swim ashore
Wondering what they're waiting for
Through the paned glass stares at me,
A young girl with a positive creed
Left to right, day to night,
Ready for the war. Ready for the pain.
Looking out the window o'er the dirty lane.
Still thinking what's true,
About that olden' crew
Swept away by the storm
Very far from the norm.
Listening to the whistling breeze,
Crazy for the wind chilling freeze.
Exhiliartation, acceleration
Letting adrenaline flow.
Braced for action,
Here I go.