The Golden Toddy Poem by Simon Armitage
The Golden Toddy
We hunted, swept the planet pole to pole
to capture a glimpse of that rare species.
Through a thermal lens we spotted a shoal,
picked up the trail of nuggety faeces,
then tagged the shiniest beast in the pride,
mounted a camera on its gleaming horn,
bolted a microphone into its hide.
A first: toddies in flight, asleep, in spawn . . .
After months in the field, the broken yolks
had gilded and glazed the presenter's boots;
the sponsor's lover wore a precious skull
for a brooch, out-glinting the best boy's tooth.
Rank bad form. But the creature itself shone,
perched on the clapper-board, the golden one.
Congratulations being chosen again, within one month, last was on the 27th of August recently and today again on the 11th Sept. Finest poem to be read, it is still a very pleasant read. Thank you for sharing, dear great Poet.
Vivid imagery nicely depicted with lucidity of thought. A beautiful creation
The author used lexical repetitions to emphasize a significant image; IN is repeated.
Congratulations being chosen by Poem Hunter and Team as The Modern Poem Of The Day.5 Stars TOP Score
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Through a thermal lens we spotted a shoal, picked up the trail of nuggety faeces,