The assignment on Mon for tomorrow was to write a 4 line poem about love or death without using any cliche phrases, ideas, words and so on. Seems near impossible. Here is my effort so far:
Shattering Glass
significantly sparkly, shiny and sharp
sound sparking slow stalls in stiff sentiment
spiraling specks of shortly sighted shards of sun
spinning, slowing, settling... love
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2nd part of this assignment
Write the poem in prose. Here's the result:
How scintillating, the suspense of falling? Shiny, shifting glass, with a silent sheen, suddenly free of sound foundations. Escaping outstretched hands and reluctantly stuck out feet hoping to soften the impact enough to stop the shatter. Still spiraling specks of shortly sighted shards of sun spin, slow and settle. Spin, slow and settle.
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