Stepping out clumsily towards the line
Walking briskly with friends
Stamping heavily to the playground
Jumping happily as the ball bounced
Running hastily with a lunch bag in hand
Stepping boldly after the meal
Strolling casually as her friend waits
Galloping excitedly to the four-square game
Dodging carefully as the ball is thrown
Standing alertly as the ball passes the line
The playground teemed with activity
I watched carefully, noticing the different movements around me.
On duty this afternoon, aiming to conjure a slice, I saw legs many pairs of legs. They moved in different ways. I told myself that will make an interesting slice. So that is how the idea of the poem came about.
GIFTS 
I love your poem because it tells so much about the events in a short space. It really says what recess is like to the one on duty! All activities going on simultaneously.
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I love this poem about noticing legs!
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The movement of the poem mirrors the movement around you. Nice noticing!
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I love this poem, the way you bring together all of the activity. You’re right – recess is just a blur of bodies and legs and noise. You’ve captured it all so beautifully here. Great poem!
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What fabulous inspiration for a poem, Juliette!
BTW: I adored the way each sentence began with such a powerful verb.
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