A sudden storm hurling snow, Dark clouds shielding starlight, Crystal swirls forever rushing.
Headlights strain, forbidding rushing, Unless I wish to die in snow, I sit tall and pray for starlight.
Kind street lamps mimic starlight, Showing road past flurries rushing, At last I see through veils of snow. Dancing snow, enchanting starlight,no need for rushing.
This poem is in Tritina form as prompted by Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge. A Tritina features repetition of the three end words in the first stanza (here: snow, starlight, and rushing). Repetition must be done in a specific pattern. To read more about this form, please follow the challenge link above. To assist with the challenge, Jane offered a few end word options, including the one I chose (snow, starlight, and rushing).
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