Dangerously dangerous,
dutifully devious,
flagrantly fake,
while simultaneously sweet,
confusingly civil,
cordially considerate.
Painfully pricked once,
earnestly embarrassed twice,
three times meticulously met
with warm welcomes.
A gate guards my heart.
Your key can’t unlock.
Unrestricted no more.
Finally, free.
But, baffled by it all.
This is an example of alliteration: the repetition of usually initial consonant sounds in two or more neighboring words or syllables (e.g., purple plum, clumsy clowns).
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Saturday, January 10, 2009
Monday, November 24, 2008
55 Words, No More, No Less
Over Starbucks coffee, she admitted to her roommate, “I’m confused.”
“Why?” her roommate asked puzzled.
“Yesterday you hugged me. Today you pinched me. Should I be apprehensive about what you will do tomorrow?”
Her roommate looked her square in the eyes and declared, “I am a portmanteau of a friend and enemy...frenemy. Approach me ambivalently.”
“Why?” her roommate asked puzzled.
“Yesterday you hugged me. Today you pinched me. Should I be apprehensive about what you will do tomorrow?”
Her roommate looked her square in the eyes and declared, “I am a portmanteau of a friend and enemy...frenemy. Approach me ambivalently.”
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55 Word Story,
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