Falling Off Rocks

Falling off rocks - the rocks, that rock the socks.

You'll need a hell of a sock - to top the last sock.

The last one will be done for none.

Falling off rocks - the rocks, that rock the socks.

People are trailing around for fun.

Eager to eat some icy gum.

Seeing all that lies, under the sun.

Bluebells thrive, where they come.

A woman lives among a fleet.

Despite being stuck in her seat.

She savours a wine, that is sweet.

Step ladders rise, upon the off swing beat.

Falling off rocks - the rocks, that rock the socks.

You'll need a hell of a sock - to top the last sock.

The last one will be done for none.

Falling off rocks - the rocks, that rock the socks.

Author's Note

For the Write What You See contest.

Reviews

[Marie Harrison]

Cool, I love the poem and the repetition in the poem.
Thanks for entering my contest!