Allegory
Tautogram Challenge: A Poem about Self-Reflexivity
Alternation, an artful anagram
an actor's arch aria against annihilation.
An antithesis, armed ages ago
against all antagonists at autonomy.
Again aggrieved.
Affixed at an axis afflicted:
All aggregates automatons already.
All aimed at alienation and Africanized agitation.
Anonymously agreed, an afternoon's affright.
Authority adorned anon, accredited, alight.
Ancient aquariums accrued apathy
alongside anchors attaching ambition.
Alacrity at an anecdote's aqueduct
abetting aberrations.
Apparent as all above,
an appetite: abolish all!
Although
Always awry, actions acclimated and anger.
Alas, accepting acceptable accommodations!
Aching acid acknowledged.
An ambiguous antidote after?
Abound, Admirer
abandoning along away an avid apprehension.
An aggressive affect, Alteration.
About the Creator
Shanice Steadman-Olliver
"...Beauty is life when
life unveils her holy face.
But you are life and you are the veil." - The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran
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