Category: Rhyme
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Wordle: Alchemist’s Way
The Full Moon lights the tor with a silvery glow And as I lean upon my crooked staff I make my way toward the top Along the wild and ragged path The wind swirls around me like enraged phantoms Pushing me forward and backWith loose stones and pebbles Trying to force me off the track…
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Doing nothing new
Fridge defrosted, Laundry done, Too late now To catch the Sun, Too early for bed, Too full to eat, Too wired to rest And the hair’s quite neat… (cough) Seems like I have nothing to do So I’ll just sit and be… And that’s nothing new. I’ve reached one of those moments where everything that…
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Pondering over a minor typo…
Fingers poised I sit and wait I started early And now it’s late! Well, half past eight… Fingers type And they create A rhyme of sorts But nothing great… Yet still they tap The jeys with grace Well, they did until That one mistake…
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Cyclone
Day in day out Things to do – errands to run Without doubt Life is like a cyclone Running about In And out Round and round Toing and froing Going and Doing But at the centre… Remember… Calmness and being… It’s reflection worth seeing Before once again taking off into flight
The Mansionic Perspective 