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The blaze lit up the chilly air Like the world's one and only light Its lingering crimson colour Dancing around, a pretty sight Clouds of grey clogging up the room Bursting sounded from the wood As I reached my hands to the fireplace The warmth felt soothing and good

The sun is golden syrup Carefully poured It is a daffodil Showing its bright yellow colour from above It is a glowing lantern Peeking from behind the clouds at dawn It is the world's heater Providing the warmth all around It is a light bulb Shining throughout the day

The Difficulties of Writing an Alliteration Poem Why is writing an alliteration poem so dreadfully difficult? Just thinking about a simple stanza Makes my brain bleed I doubt this poem will be an excellent extravaganza I am hoping to raid and raise some ideas But I'm impatient, well really impassive in an impasse I look through and thoroughly my rhyming dictionary Yet the only wondrous word – hey what's goosegrass? This is where my painful poem will woefully wind to an end And it wasn't even astonishingly absurd Hey, at least I've finally finished my English Elements* homework! Now I can be as free as a blue bird..

I like noise The 'zip' of the blinds opening, the call of a bird The 'shoom' of the cars driving, silence being heard The scratching of pencils in an exam, the metronome ticking People complimenting on my badly drawn diagram, flames licking The chit chattering of my budgie Marty, the crunching on a potato chip The shouting at a 'surprise' party, the paper, scissors snip The 'tap tap' of the computer typing, the 'tick tocking' of a clock The 'boom' of lightning, the clicking in of a padlock I like noise.

The snow You know It can throw, glow and blow Quite low