I was planning to do several of the poetry prompts today in order to try and catch up a bit but I’m having difficulty getting inspired. So anywhere, here is day two’s prompt journey with the form of a limerick and using the device of alliteration.
There was a low lane leading west
That adventurers trod on their quest.
It curled between fields
With abundant yields
Where rumours said monsters did rest.
I will readily admit I found that frustrating to write. The form itself wasn’t too difficult, because the rhythm is so familiar, but I couldn’t manage to get the words to go the way I wanted them to. I am reasonably content with how it ended up. Although I would have liked to make the alliteration more of a feature.
It does feel like it’s the beginning of a story… I sort of want to expand it. Maybe I will on a later occasion!