Last Stop ©Dawn Minott |a Septolet

On By Dawn MinottIn Poetry

Train—
Horns blaring.
Brakes screeching.
Last Stop!

The Last Stop?
A restaurant.
Gotcha!

A friend and I dined at this quaint restaurant, “The Last Stop”, aptly named as it’s located at one of the last stops on a NY city subway line.

The Septolet is a poem consisting of seven lines containing fourteen words with a break in between the two parts. Both parts deal with the same thought and create a picture.

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In creative solidarity, Dee

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