MY SLED

To the top of the hill
my boots crunch the snow
then,
        one,
              two,
                     three.

I flop on my belly.
Down we go
W
   H
      E
         E
            E
               E!


 My sled and me.   


     This poem is shaped so the reader can feel the movement of going down the hill.  But, once you've reached the bottom of the hill you need to go back up again.  So,then try reading the poem from the bottom up.  Does it work to take you back to the top of the hill?  For today's challenge you may want to do some research on reverso poetry, then have fun trying to write your own.  Marilyn Singer has a book of reverso poems titled MIRROR, MIRROR.