Today's poem is inspired by NaPoWriMo's daily prompt, which asked for a poem with a lot of alliteration and assonance. I have to say, having read this back, this poem contains a lot more of the former than it does of the latter.
Severn Blues
A river emerges from the lowlands,
swallowing another as it swirls
its way to the sea
in a sumptuous symphony.
Bridges that bind the roads
in a bilateral bond
brace themselves against the barrage
of the brutal channel wind.
Across the flow of the rolling Severn,
a lammergeyer flies higher than gulls
inland across grass fires to a new roost
somewhere on a drier mountainside.
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