onomatopoeia - Trifecta Writing Challenge
Man lights a cigarette
Creaky gray Ford
Takes a bump then lump
On a dirt road
Enclosed in deep dirt walls
Brooding trees
Flies hum then buzz
Road kill
Flat as a flitter
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I love country roads. This has that peaceful feeling to me!
ReplyDeleteLove the work combinations Anne bump lump / hum buzz / flat flitter :) fun to read
ReplyDeleteAnn, one time in Baltimore, on the freeway, we hit, of all things, an iguana! I still remember the distinctive bump and lump sensation...
ReplyDeleteLoved this-the creaky ford and the cigarettes. The good old days:)
haha I can hear the creaking :D
ReplyDeleteI can never look at road kill - makes my stomach turn! Your descriptions are great - I especially like the sound of 'flat as a flitter.'
ReplyDeleteGreat story in a wonderful poem. Loved the sights and sounds created here.
ReplyDeleteI felt right at home with your ending phrase (except they say fritter around here) ;)
ReplyDeletePoor little road-kill love the poem though
ReplyDeleteI suppose the calls of vultures will be added to the mix before long.
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I particularly like the omniscience here. Awesome piece, excellent last line.
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