This is her final hour.
The time has come.
Walking down a dark, long tunnel,
squinting her eyes from the light.
This is her final hour.
Takes her final step through the tunnel
and out into the wide open air, the arena.
This is her final hour
It was time for action.
Out she goes and may never be seen again.
That was her final step.
I love this poem! I really like how you took the feelings Katniss had at the beginning of the Hunger Games and put it in 3rd person. Also, cool use of repetitive phrases.
ReplyDeleteAngela this is really good! Your repetition made the poem flow really well and even though I didn't read the book, you were so descriptive that I felt like I did. Great job! :)
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