Long Alliterate Poems

A Garden In The Sky—by Michael Anthony Butler

  
I positioned myself by the pool
at some hip-posh happening hotel
on the sultry Sunset Strip in L.A.
The adolescent afternoon is hot and
fussy.  My lover draws closer
With...

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""Papa" "What about Spring ... ? 



"I don't know Son?"


Killdeer' draw you away from their nest, Bluebirds holler to all about it, hungry Father Fox he knows about it ... .


Kinder yes I think much...

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Another lost noon, 
engraved as unforgettable 
memoirs within my mind, 
I’m rethinking of rewriting
and rewinding revoked 
reflections of a love rekindled. 
My eager heart
is now hanging in the void,
yearning to swirl 
through desert dunes ...

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Truly ... . 


What-an-honor, this-sweet-grace ...
perfect a righteous gift-it-is.
 
The day waiting patiently-in the morning,
coffee-in-hand moccasin slippers-
waking-up-to-it-the-gentle-waterfall-awaiting-me ... 
cascading-into-a-shimmering-crystal-
still-fresh-rippling, gently-churning-pool-of-dreams,
the many-wonders-of an alliterate life.


Breathing ... breathtaking-to be sure-it-is-a-chore-itself ... 
 
it-takes-time.
 
 
Round and round-a throw-down-
in-and-out-tic-tock-goes the clock-
knock-it-down-drag-it out-
though-it-may-be-a-crucial, bloody,
treacherous seemingly listless brutal ... 
bruising, got beaten-up-again, lowdown hoedown-
gasping-for air-sometimes-
discouraging ... kind of-a-thing ... .


Sill-so-it-gets-up-early-raring-to-go, 
continues fighting ...
with mercy in hand-
forgiveness-taken-into-the-battle with-it,
it-can't be-lost.


Can't be lost.


Tender tales tall tell-timely
in-earnest the-fervency ... divinity-relevancy, 
 
reality of-the-story. 


Stars shine-cast-their-beauty-liberally ...
sheen's of glassy rays-of-overt light-
sparkle-freely-in-their delight-
under-the-moon-laughter ...
fills the-night ... .


Swallows in their benignity ...
wade about puff-up-full-and-billow ... 
shadow's in their whimsy way, 
cast their welcoming ... 
in-the-warming, 
as the weeping tree weeps. 


Cool-pools shallow of-crystal-rock-and-alabaster-sands 
promote their-gentle fondness upon the pond floor. 


Kindred the swallows in-their-promise, 
beauty-benignity ...
in-the-moonlight-they-are one with love, 


and running felicitous ... 

touched by the union 
follows closely the dove ... 
divinity has found a home.


Liberty residing-evolving-
evermore-abounding well-
beside desire, 

the heart-makes-haste. 


Peace stakes its claim in faith, 
in-the-Son's-glorious-arrival, abandon, 
absolution, return. 

 
Cast-about-in-the gesture, 
blowing-free-in the wind growing-
abundantly like the humming bird-
sipping on wild-honey-dripping-
fresh-in-the-rising Summer-Sun ... .
 
 
Splashing-onto dew-drops-
glistening as you-know-
they always do lying upon lilac-
flower petals, dandelions-
growing even-more-
elaborate-carried along-
with-the-blueberry-
cakes-popcorn-soda-
I've-just-consumed ... ....

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“And the proud dreaming king who flung the crown
 And sorrow away, and calling bard and clown”
—W. B. Yeats (The Secret Rose)

Yeats rambles on; and I say rambles;
I can’t make heads nor tails of much;
But...

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""Such are these days floating along the Nantucket - picture frames of days gone 
by forever sublime in my minds eye - reflected upon from time to time, and oh so you 
know how I've...

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I don't know Son, Killdeer's draw-
you away-from their-nest, bluejays-
holler to all-about it, hungry-father
fox he knows about-it... .

Kinder-yes I think-much gentler-Spring,
when the-rejuvenation is just first-arriving-
reminds-me of the-back-and-breaststrokes-
holding your breath while-doing-a-crazy-twirl,
all-the-world-alive-with-energy-surrounded-
together-in-warmth. 

Saw three of them Kamikaze my...

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Oh poetry,
why do you not feel me.
I was once your poetic percolate,
the assonance to your consonance, 
spilling in silver ink,
upon Earth's raw fibres, 
but in your quest for perfection,
wanderlust words are now waterless roots,
resembling a...

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Her heart was 
                  whirling, 
       swirling,
     ...

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I feel a nauseating revulsion to see scraps of prose
Bundled together in a neatened pile in the name of poetry,
And prizes being awarded for such otiose verbiage
And praises being heaped for such boring coquetry.

Poetry, my...

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By any other name what is in a name 															prosody Rosa Dee the sweet voices arise in                  ...

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re-post inspired by Eve contest

To alliterate
                     or not
it all began
then
     ...

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To alliterate
                     or not
it all began
then
         ...

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in the congress of Love
only Loving is the Truth
and that's the Beauty of beholding
with a realEYEsed look that dares to see
that Truth like Beauty is relativity --

so, look 'n look 'n really see
with eyes the...

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Why waste words when a haiku will do.
When rhyme and limerick make music redundant.
When meaning and message mean more to you
   than twaddle and tripe, and rants arrant.

Words we love, for their sounds...

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Acrostic dream
Watch happy stream


A mosaic rhyme
Watch collage chimes


A lyric trance
Watch feelings dance


A sonnet flash
Watch thoughts now dash


A pregnant ode
Watch deeper mode


A couplet dwells
Watch vibrant tell


A sensuous rhyme
Watch sexy times


A haiku deep
Watch fragment leap


A quatrain stretch
Watch...

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