Day 8 - Prose Poem

A new week of poetry starts and today I will be using a prompt from the list curated by Carrie Etter in her blog post. Specifically, I will be using prompts 1 and 28:

1 - "Write a poem using any form of five of the following words: plume, orchestra, plunge, articulate, wrought, semblance (yes, I wrote a poem using these words!)"

28 - "Write a poem that evokes the life of a single street, perhaps the one you grew up on or the one you live on now; it might be worth trying this poem in the form of a prose poem."

Wells Road

Orchestra of exhaust car horn brake screech grind of gears to the tempo of traffic light; anthracite river current flow aching towards the horizon. Sunrise break over dulled tile roof reflected in broad side of articulated lorry into kitchen windows before plunging round corner at the dying of an amber light - scarlet shift. 

Plume of cigarette smoke from old boy across road stood stock still beside portico; semblance of chimney stack in the slow puff exhale as he watches traffic pass until embers burn out before turning back to quietus of empty rooms and empty tables.