Beach Alliteration Poems | Examples
These Beach Alliteration poems are examples of Alliteration poems about Beach. These are the best examples of Alliteration Beach poems written by international poets.
Sue and Sage were sisters.
They searched the sandy shores,
solely for the treasure,
hid by pirates years before.
Sue would smile
as Sage would sing.
Searching for silver
and golden things.
never seeing
the silver they sought
just spending time
laughing a lot.
Soon the sunset
sent them home.
With such sweet memories
but no silver or gold.
Another thing
Another day
This way there
One more then
Another and another
Flower blooms
What flower this
Be? A rose?
From this far, my heart
fair far from here near to her thus she
Will know no other love
I touch her with the touch of such
A Master! Be leary my dear see I say
What comes after? Laughter?
Year and year she sustains all of
Her loving dilligent mannerisms.
She of today? How so much she
Cherishes me. Oooh. My adoration
Keeps me in disbelief! Then I keep
My caresses tender with my care
I appreciate every ever eternal inch
Of her! Lusciously she is all of
Sumptuously delightful so succulent
Supreme aaah I love how I love to love
Her and she sprawls across my
Existence excellently! Soft tenderly
A sensational lovely aberration?
I deem a dream I have dreamed?
A phantom I can not phanthom?
SHE IS REAL! I feel her she feels me.
A reality I can see. Aaaah! Naked
Surprise nothing except beauty in
My sight then there here's the love
Love love mon amour my love gently
My specialty. I ADORE YOUR EVERYTHING!
Mon amour mon amour mon amour
My dove my love you more. My dove
I love love to love my dear rare FLARE
I care a FLAME I have CLAIMED
RARE RARE SHE....! I ADOOORE!
VBR Black Panther
Where bold breezes blow a wondrous world awakes,
they swaddle silken scenes that surround so many,
fresh air is an awesome advantageous aspect all told,
it inspires instantly without waver whatsoever,
empowered energetic edge to species human,
and amazing animals as one might often observe,
inhale invigorating images imbued that tantalise the rapt rambler,
magic meadow mindfulness gets a great gee up,
from well-found winds which waft,
woo and weave surreal semblance sumptuous,
when poets pause perhaps divine delightful dizains descend,
iridescence infinite inkling as angel aura atmospheres alights,
gust of golden genesis glad guest most warmly welcome,
shell strewn sea shore surface swept,
kaleidoscopic knots kindle conduits creative channel,
bard on boundless beach befitting benefit,
oodles of ornate overarch saline squall sequesters,
petrichor’s proboscis pleasure pick up post downpour,
quixotic quintessential quest quenched by fabulous fairytale flurry,
daylight dazzle’s deft dip driven by draught
Marine metropolis,
manatees moving methodically,
mackerel moseying,
maiden mermaid muses,
many much moxie magical mermen,
magnetic, masculine, mystical,
masters melodious mellow maritime music,
midsummer marvelous, merry,
myself-moonstruck mania minded,
my mission- meeting mesmerizing,
mysterious, mischievous,
magnificent merman!
Beach beams upon our silky sand skin
Ruby waves within our waving blood crashes
Upon our crescent consciousness creativity
Seagull soul slips through our driftwood bones
Sunshine rays through our expressional eyes
Ebb and flow tides from our muscle mind moon
Cliff views harvest from our museum heart
For memories glide through our gemstone breath
Thoughts tango as our conductor clouds steam
Opal ocean oscillates within our beating bodies
March 17th 2022
Particular palms protecting private Pop’s Polynesian Paradise.
Bashful bountiful beaches brazenly beguiling busy banana boats.
Gregariously greeting gracious green grass generating gloriousness.
Formidable foams frolicking forever free from formulating fickleness.
White wisps wandering wonderfully within wilderness's willful wistfulness.
Shh, surrender silent sorrows.
Subconsciously slip into stillness,
sedately surrounded in serenity's song.
Slumber satisfied, slithering softly between
silky soap scented sanitized sheets.
Soak up summaries of summers spent splashing at
seashores, sandles sifting through salt scented sand,
as sapphire skies shine splendidly.
Scores of silver seagulls soar stunningly
above saltwater seaweed scenery.
Suddenly snorkeling with seahorses,
you somehow become the studied subject.
Swimming in submarine schools, scarcely secluded,
you become someone's significant someone.
Spryly spinning synchronously side by side
someone special, sprinkled in sentimentality,
speaking shrouded sounds,
you shift seamlessly into sound sleep.
"Speak some sense slower," some seahorse shrieks.
Sensibly speak shrouded sounds slower, softer,
so she can sleep sometime soon.
2/9/2020
As sandy clouds coalesce
Stardust pulses through the rampant current
And I know not the story
Of fragments washed ashore
Of paltry particles filling the gaps
Of golden grains compacted underfoot
As ghosts that once imprinted the coast
That have long-since been considered
Time passes unevenly
Left in a concealed crevice under the pier to be forgotten
Untouched for four hundred seasons
Its a toe in the water,
its a trigger to start,
but its never the past as we can all be alike our hi-speed-art,
it's a reason to gloat,
like seasonal boast-
but it will never code,
honestly its just our doe.
Note that later in the year is your caustic example,
note that your remarks hash tag your preambles,
but I am not sinner in the clear,
but I have two goddamn ears,
you have an allegory of toss-ups for the gamble,
but no precepts.
Sunscreen could not save our skin,
as dressed in skimpy swimsuits,
we splished and splashed that afternoon,
so happily slapping the water of the sun-kissed glistening sea,
splattering each other with its salty taste.
Afterward, we swam out into the swell of its waves,
surrendering ourselves to the surges
of the smaller and less dangerous waves,
letting ourselves be totally submerged and tossed like shells,
then swept swiftly back to shore.
Later, we drifted out to the deep,
and then shuddering as the temperature dipped,
we swam to the safety of the beach.
Skipping back to the warmth of sand,
we toweled off and sat, satiated with contentment
to watch sun setting in a sky of cerulean and splendid rose.
Drenched with much peacefulness,
we watched sun sink lower and lower
at the edge of the shore -
at the edge of that summer
and at the edge of a childhood
we could not know then
was coming to
its end.
April 5, 2019 for Edward Ebeh's Pick A Title, Vol.3 Alliteration Poetry Contest
By the water‘s edge
I sit
Amongst the little white waves
And the whispering winds
Waiting wishing
You would be back
We parted ways
The greener grass doesn’t exist
Now as I stay on the sandy sands
A shooting star is all I need
Date -31 March 2019
A ruby-red sun slowly starts to sink;
its sanguine sunbeams coloring clouds pink.
And as a molten moon mirrors Sole's face,
its gilded beams begin to fall in place.
And as dusk's darkness drowsily descends,
a star-studded sky suddenly transcends.
And, wave wrinkled waters washing ashore
form frothy foam tops, the seagulls adore.
The beach sands are orange with crawling crab
that tides, tethered to the moon, cannot grab.
And a fog fashioned from droplets of mist
fosters faint feelings of just being kissed.
Now, night navigates through the tides of day,
inking indelible shadows that stay.
And as ebony engulfs everything,
charcoal clouds corral the moon in a ring.
Display,
crave,
cARRAAAAAAAAAAAANK,
demaize...
Dice,
spice!
Cries,
collides...
Finds.
Focused.
Pines...
Complies-
A-mind-
A-size!
Rice's,
rotates,
be tie.
Locate,
advise,
add tries.
Winter beach
09/08/2018
Cool breeze, Leafless trees, Arctic freeze
White cap waves, crumple and cave
Solemn solitary Seagull, pestering peckish people
Sandy seaweed soaked, covers beach cloaked
Frozen fisherman, fearlessly on rock stand
Baby carriages creaking, silent sleep waking
Boxer dog proud, breaks silence loud
Terrifying tike terrorises on her bike
Vast vista view, living large a few
Clear sky cloud free, wind swept jet stream
Smelling salts from sea, rejuvenation for me