I had to make an imagery poem for english class,,, its kind of gay
The Skier
You stand confident at the top
Of the enormous terrain park
Looking at what you crazy jump your going to hit
So you can leave your mark
You push off and head
Screaming down the hill
To hit that first large jump
At your own free will
Your flying in the crisp clean air
Hoping you don’t bail
When you hit the icy ground
The next thing you hear is “YARD SALE!�