Wordle #121 – Reflection

 

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You,
With your esurient eyes,
Breath just as feral too.

You,
Futile in your ways,
Feed the nothingness within.

Just a reflection,
Of what we hate to be,
What we are.

Yet still,
We turn against you,
Forward through bramble,
Weed and branch.

All the while,
We throw glitter.

To cover up,
To mask, and
Exalt the guilty voice.

~

Written for this weeks Wordle prompt on Mindlovemisery 🙂

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End.

It’s best to start at the end of the world.

Among the rubble and ice and fire,
Cities are crushed and children lay curled.

It’s best to start at the end of the world,
Where from ashes a Phoenix rises unfurled,
To nourish the land and people inspire.

It’s best to start at the end of the world,
Among the rubble, and ice, and fire.

~

Trying an unfamiliar form for this one, the Troilet, suggested by Yeah Write’s Poetry Slam. So I’m not 100% sure if I got it right but I’m happy with it, somewhat. It was difficult to work with but rather enjoyable all the same 🙂

Wordle #120 – Present, Past, Future

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Oh, how formidable is youth?

Shining.

Glistening.

Almost cinematic they spiral,
From the navel out.

Forever drifting.

So,
Patiently they wait,
Sehnsucht, and
Choose to step beyond the codex of before.

To feint and change the course.

History must stay in the past,
But the future?
That is ours.

~

A Really interesting collection of words for this weeks Wordle from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie! We are given twelve words and are asked to use at least 10 of them in a poem or story. I’ve bolded the ones I used 🙂