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What is that I see? A twinkle!
Oh my! How beautiful a twinkle
it is! Can something so little
shine brighter than a star?
There it is again. The twinkle
now paired with another twinkle!
Like two lovers, close yet apart. Little
by little I creep forward to see the new star.
As I get closer to the twinkle
it shines brighter than my twinkle!
My tips shimmer in fury. Those little
eyes are competing with me, a star.
I glare at them, my twinkle
threatening to dim their twinkle.
Alas! Nothing happens. The little
eyes continue to dazzle like the star.
A sudden cloud hides my twinkle
I peek from behind, astonished to find the twinkle
dim and dull, lost in the dark night. A sad little
voice whispers far away, "The clouds stole my star."
This style is called The Golden Shovel. Interesting, right?
The words are taken from the famous nursery rhyme. I used only the first line in repetition.
My favorite was the twinkling lovers. It's challenging to repeat the same word so many times in a short piece and find new and interesting ways to present it to the reader. I thought the repetition made the word louder than the other vivid imagery in the poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Nathan. Glad you are back. :)
DeleteHaving a word twice didn't exactly help, but this line stuck and I couldn't make myself choose another line. :)