The poem is about two people falling in love at a brook. The poem is meant to capture the transcendent nature of water. The language is meant to be creative to give off the sound of waving water.
Along the Brown Cobblestone Detour
Affable I am ambling among the apples;
Beautiful buoyancy bumbling and bubbling.
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Cascading in chrysalis;
Decadence with a dazzling, daring, and devilish debonair.
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Earnestly ebullient, ecstatically effervescent, eloquently ephemeral.
Favor found in the flawlessly flowing; the fugaciously felicitous fever.
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Gracefully the gossamer goddess gives;
Halycon with a handsome harmony.
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Iridescently idyllic, invincibly intrepid, imaginatively idiosyncratic.
Joining jests with the jaunty and jovial juniper.
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Kissable kindliness; kissable knight:
Leisure lissome, lustful lingering, and loveable lullaby.
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Marvelously mellifluous, mellowing mindfulness, and murmurous minutiae.
Nebulous nirvana nurturing namaste.
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Omnipotent onomatopoeia; oscillating occasions.
Panacea panoply; Petrichor paradise.
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Quantum quickening; quietly quintessential.
Rhapsodic revelation roaring righteous and ripples romancing.
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Serendipitous soul mates, sonorously sleepwalking, and spaciously spellbound.
Tender tenacity tethering tranquil traipse.
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Unflappably unusual, unabashedly unicorn, unfamiliar umbra.
Verity for Venus; Veneration for Victoria.
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Wanderlust wherewithal wholesome worship:
Xanadu xenia.
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Yearling yearning for yesteryear.
Zealous zenith and zestful zephyr.
About the Creator
Andrea Lawrence
Freelance writer. Undergrad in Digital Film and Mass Media. Master's in English Creative Writing. Spent six years working as a journalist. Happily living with my husband, toddler, two cats, and corgi-labrador mix.
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