Writing Challenge: Sept 9, 2017
Prompt: Use alliteration in a poem or story.
Down the old, dusty, dirt road;
The gravel grinds on the ground beneath my feet.
I step, I skip, I stomp, raising up the dust
As I race down the road; rocks rolling under my feet.
The train-tracks travel along with the trail;
Trail and tracks tracing the tall mountain’s base.
Wide-eyed, I whirl around watching the western landscape:
Birds bob against the baby-blue sky,
The sagebrush sways in the swift-blowing wind,
Grasshoppers gallantly jump into the dry grass.
This is a peaceful, pensive, picturesque place.
Bringing Mae Flowers 