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Alliteration Thanksgiving Poems | Alliteration Poems About Thanksgiving

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WEEKLY WOES an alliteration

Miserable MONDAY
Frenzied FRIDAY
Sorrowful SATURDAY


Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2017

Details | Alliteration |

Turkey in a Tailspin!

'Tis a twisted, tawdry tale !!
Poor Tom the Turkey is in a tizzy !!!
Tom's tongue is in a tangle, too terrified to talk !
Taunts and threats taking a toll
Tormented by a tip from tattle-tale townfolk
That Tom's in trouble!  Tom's time is ticking !!
Tom the Turkey so terribly tramautized !!
Trapped in terror....
Teary Tom is taking tranquilizers,
Tablespoons of tonics....
Trying to tame the tension and trepidation !
Tiptoeing through tall timber...
Trapezing through treetops !
Tongue-tied and tearfully trembling..
Taking tactics, trying not to tempt...
Those tyranical terriorists who torture and
Trace Tom's tracks...
Tom the turkey in a tailspin 
Told he's targeted for termination !!...
Tagged to be Thanksgiving treats and tidbits...
A tasty trophy topping Thanksgiving tables !!
This tale, this traversty, truely terrible !!
                TRAGIC !!!!

              !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!               !!
                !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!               P
                   !!!!!!!!!!!                L
                      !!!!                  E
                      ^^                H
                       0          <<<
                  xx      xx


Revised for Donna Golden's "Turkey Tribute Contest

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2009

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Thanksgiving Alliteration (Senryu)

Living and laughing Gathering, gleaming in grace Thanksgiving today! © Joseph 11/22/07 © All Rights Reserved Author’s Comments: The Japanese Senryu format has three lines as follows: the first has five syllables, the second seven syllables, and the third five syllables. The pattern is 5/7/5 for a total of seventeen syllables. The Senryu is about an emotional expression, human nature, and things in the human realms which maybe satiric or humorous.

Copyright © Joseph Spence Sr | Year Posted 2007

Details | Alliteration |

Thanksgiving Help Wanted

Help Wanted:

Posse of peelers
needed now
to trim tubers.
If interested inquire immediately.

Copyright © Robin L. Gass | Year Posted 2008

Details | Alliteration |

Twilight is

A time to reflect on the day,
A time to sort everything out.
A time to change some things before night comes,
A time to plan for tomorrow.
A time for quiet meditation on the actions of the day.
A time to live Godly and Holy, to begin anew.
A time to do some good deeds before nightfall.
A time for conversing with God.
A time to prepare for sleep that is ahead.
A time for prayer.

Copyright © Betty Butler | Year Posted 2016

Details | Alliteration |

Success rains every morning

With the smiling Fajr to the East, I remember the clipping of toes from side to side with the solemn recitation of the Holy Quran. The imagination of Allah’s mercy boils in my heart, the fence of success glows the microphone loud our voices and increases our concentration.  
The canopy of congregation, the sound of Al-Fatha and the rolling of Aameen, erects the hope of building fence of success. The devil vows it arrows to decapitate the souls of humanity to fickle night. The sign of success suckles it breast each morning, my alarming clock cannot be ignored to ignorance. 
The flash of Fajr is a new beginning day; it builds gardens of gold to the circle of fallout. The Almighty defends me. From the hijacking of my soul to disavow the Fajr in the morning to epitomizes my forefather’s footsteps. 
The glory of ablution thrills me to trillions of hope; I regret all the days I dashed responsible to the failure of my soul for the past uncountable time inept to put my forehead down on the ground before my creator. I lament for those times I setback from purifying my soul to solid hope, no amount of regret is justifiable to the fable mistakes and the rogue that rocks my life to florescent beep.
I citadel glowing candles to win the wind on my knees as a base to the realization God is with me. The Praising of Allah on the knees erects my hope to kiss the sky lamp to bubble gown. I lament all the gowns of prayers I never wear as official duty upon my life.
I regret the poor accent of reciting the Holy Quran, and aura night I regret the sleep I slept as they were empty of prayers. The Mosque is the only place I must fight to defend five times a day, seven days a week and the rest of my life.

Copyright © Mohamed Manzur Bah | Year Posted 2017