Tag: Sunday Whirl
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Wordle 639:
The sighs of the frail mouse, made curious by the odd glow of the edges of the crude maze, stop. A drip of water penetrates the silence of the feeding chamber. The impetuous creature begins to prowl… where there’s water, there’s food. Well, it’s been a while since I’ve joined in with Brenda’s Sunday Whirl,…
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Wordle: Earth Is Calling
Earth’s call to her inhabitants Startled some and charmed others ‘Though some looked on with callousness As they always try to leave their mark Nature mingled amongst the twisted limbs In awe as to what was on offer They filtered out their destruction Progress and profit first in mind Purifying rain rinsed away the dust…
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Wordle: Attire
I dress I confess Like I belong to a sect But I don’t And I won’t Go down that channel I inject Humour no less As a treat To this tale To traverse The torrid Turmoil Of the world Out there. Draw a line in the sand Check And align With what’s best Well, what’s…
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Wordle: Undercurrents
Shadows broken by a thousand raindrops Ripples in puddles like veils over their reflection The morning saturated with water and birdsong As Nature’s music soothes the soul A sharp birth to a new day Cleansing the dirt to be dished as truth Silky words wash away once more
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Wordle: Do(ugh)nuts
It’s a stormy debate That doesn’t mar the taste And the silence of a few letters doesn’t help You still fry the batter Which way – doesn’t matter Whole or with a hole, please yourself The star of the show Is a sweet round of dough A glorious gift filled with all manner of guilt…
The Mansionic Perspective 