Wind - well, a whisp whipping Weak and wet wights Woefully waiting and wishing Weeping while we are without When will we welcome wafts, Whispering whisks wilting over, Wrapping the sweltering
Trapped! Tricked to take Time's tedious torture Telling turbulent tumults To tarry, tolerating terrible Ticks trained to trip towards Typed twos and twelves Too tardy am I to take Thought to tend to time's Temporary turnabouts
Two poems, but the same literary technique. I couldn't bring myself to separate them.