Futile fiends frolic frivolously.
Frugal fruitions forsee
flagrant fits forming from
faulty fabrications.
Fractured.
Foundations frantically falling.
Familiarity facing fratricide.
Frustrated foundries
foster flustered foes.
Fabric fading. Fast.
Foreign flair featuring
fatalistic facades.
Final failures
free
forced
famine.
Followers feign.
Fabled foresight
furthers fixed futurities.
Fury fuses false formality.
Fervid flights fuel fated feelings.
Flames flicker
funding
faerie feathered fortresses.
~Introverted Sage~
- Author: Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 22nd, 2023 15:57
- Comment from author about the poem: Word play in the F's
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments3
Genius
đȘ¶Thank you!!
I actually love this! I do something similar when I have writer's block.
Thanks!
This is the 2nd time I've tried it.. So much fun!
Really nice and impressive. The âplatingâ of your phrase added an element that dared any antagonist to disassemble the art conveyed. I was challenged ( the plating nigh) to submit a committed alliterative on all and every word. Maybe give a look see ? Itâs titled Perhaps and it fits nicely as companion? Hit me back if you peek? Too cool
Thank you!
Though MPS botched the spacing a bit, it's pretty close to how it should be.
Gives it a bit of a flair.. and encourages rousings in the depths of the mind!
At least that's the intent...
Words are magic!
đȘ¶Happy writing
Dig!
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