Heartbreak Alliteration Poems

w o r d s 
wondrously wielded
warm wenches
wise with witless wet with woe
w i c k e d
weaselly wolves
w i z a r d s
warping...

Read More

                        ...

Read More

There we were - Alf and I - Pharaohs,
surveying those white pyramids -
Nests of ibis - ovulating - 
Opera.

Across the bridge we danced,
Swaying o'er the...

Read More

When I can't find my pen it  
Becomes a pestering particular 
Problematic  position of such 
Preposterous proportions 
I'm  liable to  search...

Read More

The only 
lesson 
 I have learned 
is that 
everything
was meant 
to burn .
Leaving in 
it’s ashes 
the repeating 
rueful record 
that’s 
always stuck 
on...

Read More

 
I was down deep in a dark dreamy dream,
wandering a wispy, winding wilderness, where
sounds stabbed at an eerie secret silence;
with roars, rumbles and the...

Read More

Filtering what counts and what doesn’t, saves your head,
Sifting what matters and what doesn’t, saves your mind,
Knowing, what’s yours and want isn’t, saves your soul,
Understanding...

Read More

clean carpets fresh scented
unembarrassed for guests
sticky reside unglued
cracker crunches undone
hallway empty of echos
painted fingers faded fast
toy chest passed on
clatter and laughter gone
mother's tasks snatched
unessential, unemployed
home...

Read More

 

I was down deep in a dark dreamy dream,
wandering a wispy, winding wilderness, where
sounds stabbed at an eerie secret silence;
with roars, rumbles and the...

Read More

My wrecked heart, 
Whether it may heal or be healed, I do not know,
Whether it may cheer or be cheered, I cannot tell,
Whether it may...

Read More

Tyrants of the Ruling Sun

Let the universe swallow my slaving soul
As the sorrows surround the sinking shoal
The light lingers before it falls on my face
Edacious...

Read More

I was down deep in a dark dreamy dream,
wandering a wispy, winding wilderness, where
sounds stabbed at an eerie secret silence;
with roars, rumbles and the rage...

Read More

I drained life of its fullness...
not pricing its worthiness,
leaving nicks in the prime of youth:
deceitful tricks to ignore every truth.

I imitated parody to conceal identity,
thus...

Read More

Ol’ brazen Brenda, battlin’ biography,
Banters bewildered brave boatmen at sea,
Brushstrokes besieging her beleaguered brain,
Broadsided by fiction now baking insane;

Balanced between both broken and brilliant,
Buried by...

Read More

If nobody saw me 
I could be brave enough
If everybody just cared enough
Maybe we would all be strong enough.
We would be strong enough to say...

Read More