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Flowers of a Writer

**This poem placed second in WP_Poetry May Poetry Contest.**

Using literary devices in writing makes words pop and phrases sing. Recently, I read this article (see link) and thought it'd be fun to incorporate as many of them as I could into a poem. http://simplewriting.org/15-divine-devices-to-drastically-improve-your-writing/

While the article says there are fifteen different literary devices writers can use to bring life to their prose and poetry, it actually mentions an additional two most of us use all the time, bringing the total to seventeen. For your reference here is the complete list: metaphor, simile, alliteration, assonance, metonymy, onomatopoeia, oxymoron, personification, asyndeton, polysyndeton, hyperbole, allusion, anaphora, anacoluthon, hypophora, procatalepsis, and epizeuxis.

In the poem below, you'll find twelve of these devices in play, as stated in the bolded text (above.) Feel free to comment as you pick out their use. To me, each device is a petal that creates vibrant blossoms that prick with sound, entice the senses, and touch readers' hearts.

These are my flowers.


(This is my entry to the Wattpad Ambassador May poetry contest. It's a bit of wishful thinking, but hey, a girl can dream right?)


Flowers of a Writer

A cluster of words pulls from my pen,

metaphor, simile, alliteration.

Planted from bulbs,

sown from seeds,

each new word flowers fresh chapters to read.


Unsightly beauties bleed on the page,

blossoms that stammer cause editing rage.

Flowery flora,

tuned and pruned,

keeps sentences tight and readers attuned.



I pluck my brain like love-me-not flowers

weeding the adverbs in mountains that tower.

Vogue model thin,

sprouts fresh draft,

from hours and hours honing my craft.



Deadlines loom to harvest my prose.

My agent asks, "Does it smell like a rose?"

Taking a sniff,

flipping a page,

hoping this paper bouquet pays my wage.



My petals judged for their precious weight.

Am I the next budding talent of late?

A trellised dream

in full bloom,

is picked 'cause its nectar lures teens to consume.

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