This is a delicately made dramatic monologue in blank verse. The assignment was to write 3-10 lines (much harder than one would think). I would say personally the hardest was figuring out the scansion. This poem may look simple, but it's got a lot going on under the surface!
I leaped over the fence, its white picket spotless
the garden sprinkled with midnight petals,
bending down, the edge of silver scissors
kissing the slender neck of a thorny stem. Slam!
Goes the metal door, boots pounding as I snip
and clip, disappearing into the dark evening fog.
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