Poetry Friday; The Poetry Grand National – Roger Stevens

Love the central image of this poem – and how he uses what each of the features of language are to create this poem.

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The Poetry Grand National

The horses line up

They’re under starter’s orders

They’re off

 

Adverb leaps gracefully over the first fence

Followed by adjective

A sleek grey

 

Simile is overtaking on the outside

Like a pebble skimming the water

 

Halfway round the course

And Hyperbole is gaining on the leaders

Travelling at a million miles an hour

 

Adverb strides smoothly into first place.

 

Haiku had good odds

But is far behind – and falls

At the last sylla-

ble

 

And as they flash past the winning post

The crowd is cheering

The winner is

Metaphor

Who quietly takes a bow

 

Roger Stevens

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