Poetry 201: The Concrete Fly

Bat, bat,bat

“GET OUT OF MY SIGHT”

the stranger yells angrily

Slap,slap,slap

“EEEEEEK!”the teenage girl yells scaredly

thwack,thwack,thwack

 “THAT TAUGHT YOU,                                                               YOU NASTY PIECE OF SCUM”

the old grandfather                                                  yells triumphantly

              “Ooh                                                       look

                 mummy.                                  Will it

                       taste nice?”          The toddler

                                 yells interestedly

                                Crunch, crunch

                                       Gone.

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This is a ‘concrete poem’ or ‘shape poem’, where the poem is laid out in a shape that has some relevance to the poem. The theme was animals, and the poetical device we were given was enjambment – basically, where the line breaks are, which was obviously very relevant to the form of poetry. I’ve attempted to give mine the shape of a fly! I found today’s prompt really challenging, until the idea of a fly came into my head and I decided to run with it (or should I say, write with it? ;)), despite flies technically being insects. I hope you enjoyed it!

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An Overthinking Teenager