For The Sunday Whirl prompt: Wordle 203
rustling, dry, sweet, deck, tear, monkeys,
blasphemy, whole, born, plague, will, keep
How does one speak of blasphemy?
Of a church dealing from double,
plague-ridden deck of definitions.
One for itself, another for all others?
Or the monkey-business of politicians?
Who would keep the whole plate
of wealth for themselves, and leave
only dry bread crumbs for those they
Born into this beyond belief, beautiful
and sacred world that is being torn apart by
constant rustlings of face-saving machinations,
who will listen?
Elizabeth Crawford 3/15/15
Notes: Have spent time today, recovering images from a small sketchbook done several years ago. The words, especially blasphemy, seemed to be completely lacking in any sort of cooperation. So, I turned to the sketchbook to distract myself by scanning in some of the images and starting a file of what I refer to as zen doodles. This one captured my attention and when it was completed, went back to the words which seemed to fall all over themselves smoothly finding places, and anchoring themselves into position. Have I said, I love synchronicity?