Consonance
What hopeless and hapless dreams be pinned
The wistful and wishful of wantings penned
A magic in the tragic of what world brings
From pulse and pierce of perfect pearled strings
Thus, the sentient sentiments sequenced
By the pride, prejudice, or pretense
Are chaffed and challenged to wit
By reality’s grating and grainy grit
Within the lyrical and lilting lines
Repeating rhymes in rhythmic time
The hidden bidden to be heard
One wonder of the written word
The tripping, tricky, and sticky tones
The greatest and latest in words alone
A mystical, mythical, magical part
A proverbial product of pronounced art
Precocious and playful preambles
As elegant and eloquent rambles
As little, laughing lines in resonance
Are wrapped and robed in consonance
wonderful and playful alliteration –
Thanks, Beth!
very nice
Thank you!
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I got sucked into the alliteration and looking for it, so I had to read it a second time for meaning. Very well done on both accounts!
Thanks, sis! I am glad you found the what was being said underneath all the what was being said!
Beautifully penned✍🏻👏🏻
Thank you, Athira!
Always my pleasure!
Wow! I love this so much. There are often hidden meanings between the lines of poetry. A poets way of revealing the truth through art. Nicely done!
Thank you, Kristian!
love the alliteration and rhyming; seems like it would make a great rap song…
Or a good warm-up exercise for a broadcaster…Thanks, Jim!
yes, I can see that. or should I say, hear that…
I am a sucker for alliteration. It is always so pleasing to my ear.
Me too. Thanks, Pete!
I felt like I was reciting a song reading this how very lovely Brad. Such perfect rhythm 🎵 beautiful😘
Thanks! It is one of my favorites.
It was beautiful. 🤗❤️