Poem: No time

Her eyes went wide,

Slowly the wheels turned,

Creaking for a while,

The rusty chain clicking,

Clouds darker then night,

The bike wouldn’t go any faster,

She was trapped.

A cream white bonnet went flying by,

A small black raspberry bush whizzing by,

It was then,

Her eyes stopped blinking,

The funnel came abruptly towards her course,

No time,

It began its deadly pull,

Except it left the bike.

Much Love xo *Ria

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Prompt word of the day: funnel

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