"alliterates" poems
Acerbic antagonist alliterates agonizing accusations,
blasting ******* backbiter butting beautiful bombastic brainy blond bomb.
Cumulative cranial casualties cease caveman's cognitive coherence.
Doom digger derides Daddy's dangling dire dreary ****
Eclectic esoteric eccentric egotistical estranger;
Forthcoming fathoms fetch faithless fleeting father.
God given goblins gather gossamer ganglions;
Hell's hairy harlot harpies hover heeding Hyperion.
Ignatius imbibes irrevocably insisting,
"Jesus juggles justice's joy jarring jams."
Kindness kindles Kilimanjaro;
Malicious mountains melt, Mmm, morning marjoram.
Nothing negates Neanderthal ninnying.
Overt obsessions obfuscate original object of
purest passions, paltry past pinings,
quickly quieted, quelled,
resisted, relinquished, readily, ruefully, roundly
saturated, suffocated; surreptitiously silenced,
terribly torturing the thrashed tamed tormentor:
Ugly, ungrateful, unapologetic,
Vanity,
woefully wallowing, wailing, "Where's
Xanadu's
zeitgeist!?"
Jan 15, 2012
Jan 15, 2012 at 12:09 AM UTC
It seemed so much as no new and uncommon thing
that what passes on as only a disappearance,
is but a temporary postponement of something
long withheld in feelingfulness, in treason of one’s
desire or simply, a hand which is there, or kept in a pocket
scouring for loose change, a hand which, somewhere,
is known in accurate proprioception: refusing to be held;
I swim against the current not
for the water behind your river
that dreams of fish
I wake not underneath the bowl
of moon slated by sensorial howl,
whose wounds are white like
a face once held in between palms
and sleep almost endlessly, together
with everything that twitches, slewing
to avoid collision, alliterates to blur meaning,
sways fervently to addle meeting
until we let loose a sigh, and unfasten ourselves,
dropping pace and both our eyes meet.
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 2:12 PM UTC