Showing posts with label alliteration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label alliteration. Show all posts

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Alliterations About Life and its Losses





Sometimes life simply limps along
Its laugh-lines lost to sorrow's skin
Bare-naked breath strips lips of song
While wishes wash heart-worlds within

Sometimes Want’s woe of letting go
Fractures fulcrums of fantasy
And we are left, broken, bereft
Beggars of God’s gracious mercy

Ethereal emptiness can fill
The heart with hurt, but Hope will heal
Sometimes life simply limps along
While we await Abba’s appeal

© Janet Martin

I hope you have a Happy-heart Saturday.

Please pray for my Uncle Abner as he adjusts to life without his wife Almeda. These are hard days for him...

He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds. Ps. 147:3


Thursday, November 7, 2013

Autumn Aria (an autumn alliteration)




Harvester humming an autumn aria
Maple tree muting midnight’s melody
Laying the lilt of last lyrics beneath it
Before blizzard blankets each branch on the tree
Fall flings its farewell song into the sky
Free-fall of laughter and leaf-lullaby

Silver-soft silk of milkweed sigh meanders
Over fall’s fallow it floats fancy-free
Gone is the gold-gilded garment of glory
Scattered with scarlet across sod and sea
Apples are gathered; baked, broiled, battered; dipped
Gardens are gleaned; vineyards, orchards stripped

Wild wind is bullying, begging and brawling
Shaking the shivering poplar and pine
Tossing the tresses where farewell is falling
Fast, furious frenzy of fruit from the vine
Heavy hearts hunger for happier hope
But summer is slumbering over the slope

© Janet Martin

WOW! It gets dark early on a rainy afternoon!

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Sweet Summer





Sweet summer sweeps in green-leaf leaps
And gold exhilaration
From mystery to history
And quiet contemplation

Sweet summer swirls, where time unfurls
A swift and subtle stealing
Of sun-flow’r splash and flip-flop flash
Beneath cerulean ceiling

Sweet summer sways in heat-wave haze
And weeping willow-tresses
A serenade of dappled shade
Of iced tea and sun-dresses

Sweet summer sings in offerings
Of petal-perfumed pleasure
In honey-bees and bonny breeze
And muted moment-measure

Sweet summer sighs in veiled good-byes
Where aspen silver shimmers
Against the blue-sky avenue
And in the tear that glimmers

Sweet summer sinks beneath the pinks
Of rhododendron and roses
We touch and taste its gifted haste
Before its shutter closes

© Janet Martin

This summer is sweeping along far too quickly.





Monday, July 1, 2013

Summer Silk





Silky sigh of summer
Slips over our skin
Soft sanguine spiral
Of sun-sparkle grin
Slipping to sonnets
Of silver-spun years,
Soothing our sorrow
With sun-sweetened tears
Surging from spigots
Of gossamer gild
Sunflower echoes
Where summer once spilled

© Janet Martin