Her linen table of prophets and scars,
set on a morning of sun-covered torments
Her notes crawled through life without tender
caresses, just rusty memories walking beneath
Her soul lay cemented and frozen,
swept away by prophets and scars
The words don't fit. They rarely do.
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A compact exposition of the wordle words that works well.
Thanks Viv. I just read yours and thoroughly enjoyed it.
awwwww such sad place the wordle words took you to. lovely prose, though.
It is sad, I know, ddt. Thanks.
Pamela, this is a beautiful poem!
Thanks Mary.
Succinct and well-worded poem, Pamela. The despair is palpable.
Marianne, the words didn’t bring much light to mind. Thanks.
PS – Hope you enjoyed your time away!
Thanks Marianne. It was much needed. The Pacific coast is beautiful.
We used the words in a very similar fashion, yet fashioned two distinctly different worlds from them. I like that. Prophets and scars really do fit together well, Pamela.
Elizabeth
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Elizabeth, they fit together nicely. I am not exactly certain as to why. Thanks.
My response seems to have disappeared. Don’t want to make a duplicate. Enjoyed your take on the words, found several similar thoughts in my own. Wonderful write, Pamela,
Elizabeth
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Nice technique, opening and closing lines completing a circle. Very satisfying.
Thanks Mike, I loved your sonnet.
A very enjoyable read.
I love the way you so cleverly incorporated all the words into such a short piece.
Thanks for reading and commenting, Mike.
So touching and so universal. ‘prophets and scars’, I think we’ve all met both. Thanks for putting this together.
dk