High Ropes

by Maisie, age 11

Up the stairs-
feeling the platform rock.
Ropes quivering,
clips clinking.
One foot gently in front of
the other.
Swaying in the breeze,
I walk across the rope.
Feel the ropes sway.
Stop.
One foot
gently
in front of the other
again.
Feeling wind-
urging myself forward.
Feel a sway as
someone walks
behind me.
A rush of excitement.
My feet on the platform
reaching carefully-
stepping over.
Clink, clink.
I can move on.
I step on a rope-
swaying.
Now for the next.
Stepping-
Swaying-
Wobbling-
Continuing.
Back and forth.
Stepping up.
The platform,
firm and solid
beneath my feet.
One solid beam.
Going forward.
Wobbling-
Bouncing.
Reaching up.
Stepping forward.
Click, click.
Clack, clack.
Forward.
Continue.
Bounce.
Rock.
Sway.
I feel it all
as I walk
across the beam.
Platform again.
Clink, clank.
Grabbing on.
Going down.
Wind rushing around me
swinging and swaying
down the zipline.
Hanging,
dangling,
going down-
Standing up.
Confidence surrounding me.
I did it.

Thank you so much for sharing your poem with us, Maisie! 

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