alluding with alliteration

my spine is like jelly
my head on a spring
my feet stuck in concrete
something has clipped
my wings of creativity
doing their best to keep
me grounded, i should
be soaring and swooping
and diving and playing
with words, dancing
with phrases, alluding
with alliteration, but
the bucket is empty,
there’s nothing left
in the till, i don’t
seem to come up with
anything even by
sheer determination
and will, so i’ll hang
up my pencil, set
aside my quill and try
to rhyme for someone
else…
 
glb /// “alluding with alliteration”