Apropos alliteration

[coraxincarna]

Crossing clouds covered, descending upon dreams
with winter's woes, brought a telling tempest
an auger of anguish, the black wind blows
the fluttering of faith foreshadowing future
pole star's pathway concealed by cessation
of warm words, waning - the failing of flames
in fallen heart's hearth - only ash ascending
melodrama mounting in purplish prose
and surrender to sorrow, aurous apples spent
tears will paint the morrow, portents of the pale
plaguing psyche, harrowing heart-thews
and steeling spirit against gathering gales.