A Is For Alpha
A Call To My Heart. Poem. Tautogram Challenge
Arrow's alpha...an alto's always
Aura's antidote...altitude
Allowing accordance and
Artistic affluence as awesome as air
Anagrams assumed attitude
Apparently approach apple as an aplomb affair, as
Anything, anywhere, appears as an application
As always an arena's architect augmented and archived
Auspicious April announcement
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Beautiful work Lisa!
Beautifully written and with a beautiful flow.
Awesome ✨ ❤️
Whoaaa, this was so beautifully written!
Intriguing work, inviting us to search for meaning in a string of words while allowing for the possibility that there may be none other than the simple enjoyment of rhythm & sound. Well done!
Excellent work
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Nice! Especially loved 'aplomb affair' 💞