Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Day 19 ~ Let's Write an Alliteration Poem!

Day 19 ~ Alliteration Poem

This is a fun poem to work on. It can be profound, but most are basically nonsense. Many children’s nursery rhymes and tongue twisters use alliteration.

Alliteration is the recurring repetition of at the same consonant sound presented in a sequence of words that are close to each other. It is typically found at the beginning of a word to give stress to its syllable. It is the sound, not the letter that is important. Candy and cereal do not alliterate but ‘cool’ and ‘kick’ do; also ‘fine’ and ‘phase.’

It helps to brainstorm up a list of words that have the same beginning sound. Choose a letter to practice alliteration.  Open a doc, type the letter and then type as many words as you can that start with the letter you chose. This will help you when you start to create your poem.

Example from Mother Goose:

Betty Botter
by Mother Goose

Betty Botter bought some butter,
but, she said, the butter’s bitter;
if I put it in my batter
it will make my batter bitter,
but a bit of better butter
will make my batter better.
So she bought a bit of butter
better than her bitter butter,
and she put it in her batter
and the batter was not bitter.
So ’twas better Betty Botter
bought a bit of better butter.

So, here’s my ridiculous, nonsensical, pointless alliteration poem. I know you can do better.

Freedom From Big Hips
(No, I’m NOT putting my name to this silliness).

Frank’s friends fried fish and fries for Friday’s fanfare.
First, fair fellows followed Frank forward,
From front and far afield,
Filling frozen fake fairy figures with fizzing frothy fruit.
Footloose and fancy-free,
Forever factual fiction folks forgot their forks.
Fun facts frequented their fast-flapping lips.
“Forget the forks, forget the food,” featherweights forbade.
“Fooling with fried, fancy fare fails to free friends from big hips.”



Vicki said...

Meandering Mormon maids
must marry men of might,
It matters most momentously
In the middle of the night.

Millennial marriages may be memorable
in the misty morning light,
When the mockingbirds make music
for the missionary's wife.

Now many mornings later
mid the melodies delight,
Mormon mommies make an entrance
on the Merry-Go-Round of life!

Mary L Walling said...

Samuel warned them from the wall
While the wicked watchers worried,
Whispering wrathful wretched things
As Samuel walked the wall.
Samuel ever the watchman
Wistful, weary and wrought
But wanting, wise and willing,
Witnessed with worthiness and worshipping.
Weary of warnings of their wickedness
Wrongs and worldly sins
With wrath they wrought their worst upon him
Wrongly wielding rocks and stones.
Mary L. Walling 4/2011

Stephanie Abney said...

Tricky, isn't it? Nicely done!!

Mary Dewald said...

Thank you Stephanie. This month has been wonderful. I have learned about types of poetry that I didn't know about. I made myself write every day even if it was so late and I was so tired that I fell asleep writing and accidentally posted nonsense. It is amazing what we can do in our sleep- or near sleep. Most of all I am grateful for the chance to get to know- even if it is only through email poetry posts- several sisters from ANWA. Thanks again.