Pene Burkey


When I go rolling on my skateboard,
I feel the wind blow on my face.
My body glides along in freedom,
And then my foot keeps up the pace.

I must lean just right to make the curve,
Then get my balance back on track.
I look for the chance to do a trick,
I start the turning back.

I catch the air and do a kick-flip,
The board goes round and meets my feet.
I get anxious as I start a trick,
But glad its ended safe and neat.

My board becomes part of my body,
I cannot be whole without it.
What if it breaks and leaves me stranded?
How can I get there? ........I'll just sit! !

Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 26, 2005
Poem Edited: Friday, May 14, 2010

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