Humanity On The Road

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – Kerry Says~How Does The Story End?

“Often, the hardest part of writing a poem, is the creation of a memorable final line. The value of a strong conclusion is evident, but sometimes it is also elusive, and a poem with a great opening line, fades away at the end, or just comes to a dead stop.

Here are five helpful tips I picked up while browsing a few articles online.”

1. Write your last line first. This creates suspense, and is a hook with a thread attached to the theme you will explore in the remainder of the poem. You can circle back to the first line at the end, if you wish, or rephrase it in such a way that it reverberates with the central idea.

2. Ask a question. This involves the audience more actively in the reading process. It also suggests that the poem does not end at that point, it continues in the imagination of the reader, who will ponder the theme more closely.

3. Create a dichotomy. End your poem with a line that contradicts or contrasts, the body of the poem, in mood, tone or imagery. This can create a lot of impact in the reader’s mind.

4. Use your title as leverage. The title of your poem is a clue to its subject. Save the reveal for the final line.

5. Choose your best line and repeat it at the end. Repetition is an integral part of poetry. By repeating an essential phrase or line at the end, you reinforce the main idea of your poem.

“For today’s challenge, please select one of the above suggestions and write a new poem with a killer last line.”

Country reduced to rubble.
Everything–homes, shops,
schools–turned to dust.
Scavengers crawled through
debris to see if anything
was worth taking. Forsaken
families took to the road.
Must be a better place
on earth than the one
they have fled. After thousands
of miles–hungry, thirsty,
exhausted–they arrived
at a border. Flicker
of hope in sad eyes. Will
you not allow us in? Our
country has been reduced
to rubble.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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2 Responses to Humanity On The Road

  1. Margaret Schaff Bednar says:

    A sad situation

    Like

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