Free Verse Poetry

I see,

I see,

I see,

He comes faster and faster and faster,

The line moves slower, 

slower,

slower,

slower,

It's now my turn,

I ask some questions,

and some,

some more,

and some more,

I hear him say,

do you like cricket,

it's time to go,

no,

no,

no,

We drive away

far,

far away,

I talk with my friend,

about my idol, Brendon McCullum.

we get home,

really,

really late. It was all worth it. 

The photo of us is my memory of that day

Reflection: I think I used a few senses but next time I could use what I smelt. But I couldn't taste anything. I think I painted an OK picture in the readers head. Next time I could add some similes