For those that do not know langostinos are seafood crustaceans that are harvested off the coast of Chili.
Lawless Garden:
Dancing daisy draped over dreadful deadly dandelions dwindling diligently with delight.
Lavish lavender lazing lushly on long loach like lines.
Posh pansies poised poignantly over a pagoda paint pinkish.
Lilacs loudly lounging on a lumpy loaf of lawless land.
Raunchy roses wound round and round rusty rotundas reluctantly radically.
Incognito irises inch independently indifferent to instant incineration.
Many marigolds moods move motionless mountains marvelously.
Amazing azaleas amount aimlessly among azure altitudes of amorous.
Tirelessly tulips tiptoe tipsily tipping tiny tongues in twisted trepidation.
Lingering lilies love langostinos laced with lots of lumpy ghee.
Outrageous orchids orate openly in obtuse obscurity.
Separately snapdragons are serious suitors smothered in solemn secrecy.
Vivashious violets vent vapors of vicious vivid vistas.
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Feel free to reply to any comment by clicking the "Reply" button.It's an alliteration fest! And by the way, the country is Chile, the food is chili. Good poem!
Tomfoolery33
Level 9
June 6, 2018
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Wonderful for getting the tongue working at the start of a performance. Your use of a different letter on each line I haven't seen before. Here from that well known poet Anonymous is one that I use:
SUDDEN swallows swiftly skimming,
Sunset's slowly spreading shade,
Silvery songsters sweetly singing,
Summer's soothing serenade.
. Susan Simpson strolled sedately,
Stifling sobs, suppressing sighs.
Seeing Stephen Slocum, stately
She stopped, showing some surprise.
.
"Say," said Stephen, "sweetest sigher;
Say, shall Stephen spouseless stay?"
Susan, seeming somewhat shyer,
Showed submissiveness straightway.
. Summer's season slowly stretches,
Susan Simpson Slocum she --
So she signed some simple sketches --
Soul sought soul successfully.
. . . . . . . Six Septembers Susan swelters;
Six sharp seasons snow supplies;
Susan's satin sofa shelters
Six small Slocums side by side.
Sunset's slowly spreading shade,
Silvery songsters sweetly singing,
Summer's soothing serenade.
. Susan Simpson strolled sedately,
Stifling sobs, suppressing sighs.
Seeing Stephen Slocum, stately
She stopped, showing some surprise.
.
"Say," said Stephen, "sweetest sigher;
Say, shall Stephen spouseless stay?"
Susan, seeming somewhat shyer,
Showed submissiveness straightway.
. Summer's season slowly stretches,
Susan Simpson Slocum she --
So she signed some simple sketches --
Soul sought soul successfully.
. . . . . . . Six Septembers Susan swelters;
Six sharp seasons snow supplies;
Susan's satin sofa shelters
Six small Slocums side by side.
This version copied from Poetry Explorer
FrayedBear
Level 9
June 6, 2018
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