A flash of brilliance.
A crack of insight.
The skies open
And the ground swells
With similies and metaphors.
Punctuation pools in puddles
Of alliteration,
And form rivulets
Of comparisons, causing
Streams of consciousness to run free,
For all to dip their toes.
Figures of speech will cascade before
Evaporating
Into the Ph cloud
To wash over again,
And soak us in blue verse.
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