A slow roll forward.
Then a grinding halt.
Afternoon is coming to an end
and we are still hemmed in by metal.
A slow roll forward.
Then a grinding halt.
Not a sign of an accident
and no breakdown on the hard shoulder.
A slow roll forward.
Then a grinding halt.
No emergency vehicles or flashing lights –
just streams of cars joining the motorway.
A slow roll forward.
Then a grinding halt.
A long Friday takes its time
coming to an end.
Kim M. Russell, 8th April 2017

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On Day 8 of The Poetry School’s NaPoWriMo prompts, we were writing poems that use repetition: the same words, or wording, repeatedly, to drive home a point.
The example poems given by The Poetry School were Gwendolyn Brooks’ iconic poem ‘We Real Cool’ and Tony Hoagland’s ‘I Have News For You’.
The repetition works brilliantly here. Perfect for the subject. I feel your pain.
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Thanks Sarah!
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Aye, trafficjams. But such a Groovy sight. 😎
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😊
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