Like that skateboarding boy.
Fiona Guest
Fiona Guest
Jun 5, 2011

And sometimes when
My heart has sung
It's tune of unleashed joy,
I know that free
Is on the move
Like that skateboarding boy.

or skateboarding
Kitty Parson
Kitty Parson
Mar 31, 2012

It could be

little things

like climbing a tree

in a business suit

or skateboarding

in a wedding


it, she'd probably believe it was from skateboarding.
Bradley Gillespie

I wore a wristwatch once to cover something from my Mother.

Even if she saw it, she'd probably believe it was from skateboarding.

I don't skateboard.

at skateboarding
corn bread johnson
corn bread johnson
Dec 30, 2013

the first day i spent in

Venice, CA

i bought the 2 most

ster e o typical


Number 1

was my medical marijuana license

Number 2 was my skateboard

I’m not very good

at skateboarding

but when you shred

on the boardwalk

people get out of your way faster

and thats really all i wanted

Shows me skateboarding
Amanda Mary Rose
Mar 6, 2010

Would like this poem
Its short and clean and simple
Nothing frilly or bright or extravagant

Is the reason for so many smiles

Protects me like a taco on a cold hard floor

Encourages me and eats pasta with me

Judges tattoos, analyzes photographs, listens to my qualms

Shows me skateboarding

Is wonderful

Is taken

Have no idea what to do.

I'm over

still like the poem though.
Skateboarding? Not one of them.
Kate Bethanie

Breathing fast, like I've fallen hard on my back,
Can't catch up. Don't look behind you,
It's just one of the girls.

There are some things you learn pretty fast.
Some stuff you get the hang of quickly.
Skateboarding? Not one of them.
Chasing you? From the moment we met.

I like to think we were both just confused.
I was a girl to everyone but you.

#poem   #life   #crushes   #growing   #childhood  
i tripped skateboarding--
7 days ago

i tripped skateboarding--
my leg spilled a shattered ruby
with rivulets slipping down
from the impact,
yet all i remember was the
talk we've had in the face
of a cold, unforgiving november night
the damning air stung us
likened to both our aching
breath, to remind us
that freezing is all we
ever can be

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