Abstract Allotment Alliteration

richardpeeej on Dec 16, 2009

A poem about abstract allotment alliteration.

Gloomy garden, grey and grim,
Tastefully thinking of tidy and trim.
Faded flowers, former fragrance forgotten,
Roots remain ruined and rotten.

Winter winds wildly whoosh,.
Strong sudden storms splash and sploosh.
Pampered plants permanently perish,
Christmas chats cheer and cherish.

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Comments (8)

ceegirl on Dec 16, 2009
Nice poet.
richardpeeej on Dec 16, 2009
Thank you Ceegirl-much appreciated
BB2010 on Dec 17, 2009
Lovely
richardpeeej on Dec 17, 2009
Thanks BB glad you liked it.
myshine on Dec 18, 2009
I love your poem! That’s the way I feel about my “just gone by” herb garden…
–Betty
richardpeeej on Dec 18, 2009
Thank you Betty- I hope you herb garden will flourish again quite soon.
SongbirdB on Jan 16, 2011
I love the title of this, Richard! Enjoyed your poem my friend….
richardpeeej on Jan 17, 2011
Thank you Songbird it is so good to get encouragement such as this. I am then inspired to write some more then…..

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