Yesterday one of my year nine classes had the task of writing a poem from a selection of words – much like magnetic fridge poetry! Here’s one I wrote while they were busy:
The Milky Way scatters its ashes
in the crumpled night.
Alive, he soars, twists, blown
on a shimmering southerly
towards hills, peaks
Faded reflections ripple
on a diamante surface,
while the terracotta moon
Until dawn tears a scarlet mouth
in the soft grey mist.
4 thoughts on “Tuesday Poem – Beyond Silence”
Loved the last two lines. What were the class efforts like?
I loved journeying with this poem. Dhanybhad Saradha.
i love the use of metaphor on this one