Monday, March 24, 2014

S un shining on the sizzling sand.
P iles of sand await me as , I mount it on my hand.
O h my gosh, we have to do press-ups again.
T he wind thundered silently, through the crisp, clean air.
L ights strike me, there force blinding me as I plummet onto the hard ground.
I n the water I dive, the sleek water concealing me splash!
G reat big smiles surround me, lighting me up with happiness.
H hungry for a big delicious meal.

T he teams battle for the most points.

1 comment:

  1. Hello, I like the adjectives used here to paint a picture in my mind. I really enjoy acrostic poems! I am guessing it is about a class/school camp? There were a few slight errors, but only in punctuation and grammar. Please check out my blog at http://oksanazblog.blogspot.co.nz/ :)

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