Alliteration Poems For Children – Important Tips and Examples

Alliteration Poems for Kids – Important Tips and Examples

Poems are an excellent tool for making your child more imaginative by teaching them the art of weaving words to make meaningful poems. Among the different poetic tools, the use of alliteration in poetry allows them to use words starting with the same sound, making for a more interactive poem session. Keep reading and know all you want about alliteration poems and how to write them.

What is an Alliteration Poem?

Alliteration is a literary device where the speech sounds in a word sequence are repeated closely. In alliteration poems, consonant sounds are typically used at the start of the word, and the syllable is stressed. This essentially means that the same sound repeats itself in a group or set of words in these kinds of poetry. In this regard, alliteration poems, as exhibited in this list of alliteration poems for 2nd grade, use similar sounds in each line of the poem for a pleasing and cohesive sound.

How to Write Alliteration Poem?

Writing alliteration poems is a great creativity exercise. It is not only an easy way to write a poem, but it is also a great way to exercise your brain. While writing an alliteration poem, one needs to come up with different alliterative words and incorporate them accordingly. Following are the steps to write an alliteration poem:

  • When you decide to write an alliteration poem, you need to select a consonant first. A consonant could be any alphabet other than the vowels a, e, i, o, or u. So, for our example, we can select the letter “C.”
  • Now, you need to think of different words that start with the letter you have selected. In our example, we have chosen the letter “C.” You should think of nouns, adjectives, verbs. For example:
    • Nouns: Cat, Car, Cap, Cave
    • Verbs: Cajole, Cackle, Calculate, Call
    • Adjectives: Candid, Content, Complex, Cranky
  • You may not use all of the words from your lists, and you may think of other words as you begin writing. That’s okay; this list is to help you get started. (Note: You may not utilize all the words from your lists, and that is fine. This list will help you begin your poem, and you may come up with more suitable words as you start writing.)
  • Start by forming one or two sentences with a few of your words, such as “I once heard a cat call.” Follow this up by adding another couple of sentences to the rhyme. Finally, you can try and come up with a purpose for all of these things to come together to end your poem.

In this manner, you can write a good alphabet alliteration poem that can make you laugh. Transform this into a fun activity with your child and see them becoming budding poets in front of your eyes.

Examples of Alliteration Poems for Children

We have come up with a list of some of the best poems that have alliteration. Read on to discover these beautiful, engaging poems:

1. Betty Botter by Mother Goose

Betty Botter bought some butter,
“But,” she said, “the butter’s bitter;
If I put it in my batter,
It will make my batter bitter;
But a bit of better butter,
That would make my batter better.”
So she bought a bit of butter,
Better than her bitter butter,
And she put it in her batter,
And the batter was not bitter;
So it was better that Betty Botter
Bought a bit of better butter

2. William Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet

For never-resting time leads summer on
To hideous winter and confounds him there,
Sap checked with frost and lusty leaves quite gone,
Beauty o’er-snowed and bareness everywhere.
Then were not summer’s distillation left,
A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass,
Beauty’s effect with beauty were bereft,
Nor it nor no remembrance what it was.
But flowers distilled, though they with winter meet,
Leese but their show; their substance still lives sweet.

3. Much Madness is Divinest Sense by Emily Dickinson

Much Madness is divinest Sense –
To a discerning Eye –
Much Sense — the starkest Madness –
‘Tis the Majority
In this, as All, prevail –
Assent – and you are sane –
Demur – you’re straightway dangerous –
And handled with a Chain –

4. Paradise Lost by John Milton

I leave the plain, I climb the height;
No branchy thicket shelter yields;
But blessed forms in whistling storms
Fly o’er waste fens and windy fields

5. In a Whispering Gallery by Thomas Hardy

A spot for the splendid birth
Of everlasting lives,
Whereto no night arrives;
And this gaunt gray gallery
A tabernacle of worth

6. Little Things by Ebenezer Cobham Brewer

Little drops of water,
Little grains of sand,
Make the mighty ocean
And the pleasant land,
Thus, the little minutes,
Humble though they be,
Make the mighty ages,
Of Eternity.
As the breeze rises, and turn many-colored
As the stir cracks and crazes their enamel.
Soon the sun’s warmth makes them shed crystal shells
Shattering and avalanching on the snow-crust

7. The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Behemoth biggest born of earth upheaved
His vastness: Fleeced the flocks and bleating rose,
As plants: Ambiguous between sea and land
The river-horse, and scaly crocodile.

8. Mari-Lou’s Ride

The seat sailed
The crow clapped
Her mom wailed and wept too
By air mail came Mari-Lou

9. Spoiled Brat by Silverstein

The spoiled brat put a coat on the cat
The spoiled brat broke a bike with her bat
‘Bout whether a rodent’s a mouse or a rat
The spoiled brat said her sister was fat

10. The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

‘The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared,
Merrily did we drop
Below the kirk, below the hill,
Below the lighthouse top.
The Sun came up upon the left,
Out of the sea came he!
And he shone bright, and on the right
Went down into the sea.
Higher and higher every day,
Till over the mast at noon-‘
The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast,
For he heard the loud bassoon.
The bride hath paced into the hall,
Red as a rose is she;
Nodding their heads before her goes
The merry minstrelsy.

11. In a Whispering Garden by Thomas Hardy

That whisper takes the voice
Of a Spirit, speaking to me,
Close, but invisible,
And throws me under a spell
At the kindling vision it brings;
And for a moment I rejoice,
And believe in transcendent things
That would make of this muddy earth
A spot for the splendid birth
Of everlasting lives,
Whereto no night arrives;
And this gaunt gray gallery
A tabernacle of worth
On this drab-aired afternoon,
When you can barely see
Across its hazed lacune
If opposite aught there be
Of fleshed humanity
Wherewith I may commune;
Or if the voice so near
Be a soul’s voice floating here.

12. Sunny Spring

Sun shining
Green grass growing
Flowers fragrantly flowing
Robins returning
Chickadees chirping
Bouncing backyard balls
Swings sky sailing
Drops dripping down
Warm winds winding
Kids’ kites colliding
Children chasing children
Playgrounds, parks populated
Sunny spring shining

13. Lift Every Voice and Sing by James Weldon Johnson

Lift every voice and sing
Till earth and heaven ring,
Ring with the harmonies of Liberty;
Let our rejoicing rise
High as the listening skies,
Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.
Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,
Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us.
Facing the rising sun of our new day begun,
Let us march on till victory is won.

Stony the road we trod,
Bitter the chastening rod,
Felt in the days when hope unborn had died;
Yet with a steady beat,
Have not our weary feet
Come to the place for which our fathers sighed?
We have come over a way that with tears has been watered,
We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered,
Out from the gloomy past,
Till now we stand at last
Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast.

God of our weary years,
God of our silent tears,
Thou who hast brought us thus far on the way;
Thou who hast by Thy might
Led us into the light,
Keep us forever in the path, we pray.
Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee,
Lest, our hearts drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee;
Shadowed beneath Thy hand,
May we forever stand.
True to our God,
True to our native land.

14. My Friend by Khalil Gibran

My friend, I am not what I seem.  Seeming is but a garment I wear—a
care-woven garment that protects me from thy questionings and thee
from my negligence.
The “I” in me, my friend, dwells in the house of silence, and
therein it shall remain for ever more, unperceived, unapproachable.
I would not have thee believe in what I say nor trust in what I
do—for my words are naught but thy own thoughts in sound and my
deeds thy own hopes in action.
When thou sayest, “The wind bloweth eastward,” I say, “Aye it doth
blow eastward”; for I would not have thee know that my mind doth
not dwell upon the wind but upon the sea.
Thou canst not understand my seafaring thoughts, nor would I have
thee understand.  I would be at sea alone.

When it is day with thee, my friend, it is night with me; yet even
then I speak of the noontide that dances upon the hills and of
the purple shadow that steals its way across the valley; for thou
canst not hear the songs of my darkness nor see my wings beating
against the stars—and I fain would not have thee hear or see.  I
would be with night alone.

When thou ascendest to thy Heaven I descend to my Hell—even then
thou callest to me across the unbridgeable gulf, “My companion, my
comrade,” and I call back to thee, “My comrade, my companion”—for
I would not have thee see my Hell.  The flame would burn thy eyesight
and the smoke would crowd thy nostrils.  And I love my Hell too
well to have thee visit it.  I would be in Hell alone.

Thou lovest Truth and Beauty and Righteousness; and I for thy sake
say it is well and seemly to love these things.  But in my heart
I laught at thy love.  Yet I would not have thee see my laughter.
I would laugh alone.

My friend, thou art good and cautious and wise; nay, thou art
perfect—and I, too, speak with thee wisely and cautiously.  And
yet I am mad.  But I mask my madness.  I would be mad alone.

My friend, thou art not my friend, but how shall I make thee
understand?  My path is not thy path, yet together we walk, hand
in hand.

15. I Heard a Fly Buzz – When I Died by Emily Dickinson

I heard a Fly buzz – when I died –
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Air –
Between the Heaves of Storm –

Do refer to our list if you are looking to see some of the best alliteration poems composed. Sit down with your child, keeping this article as a guide. In no time, you will be making excellent alliteration poems fit for all your proud parent moments during school and family events.

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