Alliteration Poem by Dennis Lange

Alliteration

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The sounds repeated please the soul -
We love the falling rain
That softly pitters on the porch
And patters on the pane.

Alliteration fills our ears,
Like trilling r's in Spain,
Like opera singers singing scales
Of la la's in a chain.

Perhaps it is the heart of man,
The pulsing in the vein,
That whispers sweetly, whispers for
A whispered back refrain.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David James 28 December 2012

I read it over and over. How Ironic :) Beautiful, thank you Dennis.

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