I’m posting an Alliterative Story with the A to Z Challenge letter of the day. I’ve also posted a few Alliterative stories or sensible poems by other authors from a separate free challenge I hosted. You can join in the fun by going to THIS POST to read the challenge authors’ pieces and vote in comments for your favorites in the next 2 days! Winner announced on April 30th, so hurry and vote NOW.
Wally the wanton warbler waddled wistfully wending his way by the walrus’ wondrous whiskers whirling and wobbling in the whistling winds of winter. A wiser world-wanderer than Wally would have worked to whisk, without wavering, on well-timed wings from this wide wasteland of wilderness to western Washington’s warmer weather instead of walking willy-nilly under the white watcher – the waxing and waning will-o-the-wisp whispering over winking waves.
Though warned by a whale, he’d whiled away his welcome and without woolens to wear, was well-wedged wallowing in warped wincing woe. Wally wound around weaving through wily warring wolves who witnessed the wages of waiving his wit.
“This is whack! Why was I so wayward?” he wailed. Worn out, Wally wilted, weeping weakly.
A wonky weirdly-wired whippoorwill woke.
“I’m worthless,” Wally whined woodenly.
“You’re not a wicked wanker. I’ve wiped-out worry for worse,” the winsome whippoorwill wooed. “Wish.”
Wally wiggled, willing for whatever was warranted.
The wacky whippoorwill waved a wispy willow-wand, whenceforth Wally was wafted onto a wall in Wallingford, Washington.
by Sheri J. Kennedy, All Rights Reserved