For We Write Poems: We Wordle #3
At midnight, underground coin fractured
into illusory topaz bursts of electricity, emitting
shrill tones like that of swan calling
for lost mate.
As moon ebbed, throng of strangers tipped scales
of burning desire to give clear signals of acceptance,
one to another, kindling acts of kindness in faint
but fluttering hearts.
When lithe lapis-blue haze escaped, baroque-like
assembly of lyrical would-be-goddesses roared
through once closed closet door of questionable fame,
sharing jokes about leaping fire while holding breath.
Hysterically humorous words, like rapidly
rushing water, brushed up against, swamped,
then toppled, loosely shelved
Elizabeth Crawford 1/21/14
Notes: Used all of the words, some in questionable ways.
List of Contributors and their words:
midnight, underground, coin (Annell)
fractured, illusory, topaz (Jules Paige)
electricity, tones, swan (Robyn Greenhouse)
moon, ebb, throng (Debi Swim)
scales, burn, give (Barbara)
fluttering, kindling, signals (Elizabeth)
lithe, lapis, haze (Nicole)
baroque, lyricism, goddesses (Irene)
roaring, fame, closet (Marian Veverka)
joke, fire, leaping (Sara, Purple in Portland)
breath, words, water (Ms. Pie)
brush, shelf, pedantic (Misky)