The burnt emits a glare.
The gleaming glitter glows.
He's darkened dim and dull,
a lodestar for the pharos.
Like a lantern in a lighthouse
growing on the guidepost.
His alarm alerts like balefire.
His brilliance bursts like a flare.
He bursts out with coruscate.
He beams a flash of fulgurate.
Exploding fire, flames flicker higher;
illuminates illumine.
Incandescent light does shine.
Radiates and scintillates,
obfuscates and offuscates
the warning signal in the watchtower.
He grinned, then laughed,
then smirked, then frowned.
His smile became a scowl,
lost the sparkle in his eye.
"…cannot afford to give off…
…the light will surely give out…"
The glare, the glow, the glimmer he sends is shed.
Shine is thrown off… the transmission yields,
the end curtains closing.
Please tell me what you think
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Some great imagery and alliteration here! Thanks for entering and best wishes in the contest!
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I like the use of imagery here. It drew me in with a sense of urgency.
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in between what i asked for... great write... thanks for entering...
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There is a lot of interesting elements indeed. This one piqued my curiosity because of the title. And I think I know the main thing this is about but then again it has its twists. -
You have put a lot of interesting elements together here. You have a lot of strong wording and some interesting use of vocabulary. Some of your descriptions, especially toward the end, were really vivid and even emotional. Good luck in the contest!
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very good
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This write brings thoughts of the idiot that started the Santiago canyon fire in California, last October.
He/she nearly succeeded in burning down So Cal.
And, he hasn't been found. I like your play on words here.
This is good stuff, as are the others that I've read from you. Best wishes in the contest,
Jin
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