In my usually quiet street, I awake to
drilling, pounding, earth cracking,
rocks tossed, crashing to the ground,
loose soil slides, pebbles crunch
underneath toe capped boots,
workman yelling, truck engines roar,
earth scraper-scraping along the
dry earth, cement mixer turning, grunting,
slurping mixture splashed onto the ground,
heavy steam roller, shuddering, a squishing
sound of cement being flattened onto
the new built road and footpath.
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a Cacophony poem of between four and 12 lines. This type of poetry uses harsh, discordant, and jarring words, to make the reader imagine noise. Any subject, but keep it clean. |
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