Alliteration in April assails our aural affinity for Allesa’s poetry. Whoa! Made it indeed! Although this writer cannot say the old rhyme, “I’m a poet, and don’t know it!” Because the above alliterative example sounds exactly like rhythmical rhyme. If this writer does not stop immediately, she will fall off her chair laughing. It is interesting that submissions for this volume of poetry, honoring the National Poetry Month have arrived from distant points from the United Kingdom and now British Columbia, Canada. But so far, there have not been any submissions from poets located in Chicago, which is where the initial invitation was sent. Interesting! So now for no. 18 in Vol. 1 presented on the 18th day of April. Coincidence?
The beautiful smell of daffodils
lilies and the faint sounds of
(drummers…ahhh summer) the marching band
I can hardly wait to put my feet in the sand
I can see the sun in the sky
as the band marches over the lawn
As a flock of birds flew by and settled on the hawn
The cheers from the crowd was carried by the wind
over the hillberry farm
While the Creator was being praised for the work
of His hands which is warm
The summer was winding down
at the setting of the new dawn
By Allesa R.
British Columbia, Canada
If you are a Christian poet in the Chicago area, at least for the month of April, this writer would like to make available to other poets a place to exhibit some of your poems. Please only submit your own original poems, since you can give permission to publish your work. You can contact this writer at firstname.lastname@example.org. Your poems must glorify the Lord God, or His Son, the Lord Jesus Christ or the Word of God. God Bless you in your endeavors.