For The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #212
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escape, way, veins, feast, torn, broke,
generate, engine, laugh, sack, ghost, empty
For Sundays Whirligig: #20
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mortuary, motor, many, midnight, mouths, mariachis,
mutants, magician, meth, missed, more, maybe
And For Poets United: Poetry Pantry #265
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Not A Happy Ending
Maybe because the magician used meth,
he spent many hours trying to find a way
to escape the motor-mouthed ghosts
and mutants who generated insane mariachi
type music in his emptied, messed up mind.
Perhaps he missed the laughter and former
feasts he’d once enjoyed with family and friends
that now, only raggedly moved at darkest midnight
through the emptied sack of his torn and tattered
memory.
Knew in his veins, that he was broken.
Just a rusted engine rotting slowly in backyard
weeds of life. No more tricks to perform. Final
disappearing act gone unnoticed, never to be seen
by still breathing mortals.
Elizabeth Crawford 8/16/1
Notes: How to explain? I can’t, lol. I’ve been using the two word lists for a while, but when I hit mortuary and meth, it sort of focused in here and didn’t want to leave. So I followed. Used all of the words but substituted mortals for mortuary. The image was created because this piece made me think in these colors so I played with them.
Soul's Music 
Well I did separate pieces seeing all 24 words were so challenging. You were very brave to do so.
I don’t think we should have to explain too much as entertainment is the purpose of our writing and I applaud you for creating this sad piece as the Magician grapples still with his craft.
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A melancholy piece! But excellent use of the words!
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Like the image of the emptied sack of memory!
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its brilliant Elizabeth – the rhythm and brush strokes of alliteration into a humorous and slightly dark place that comes out of mariachi music
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love the melancholy on here.. so bittersweet
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Love the rhythm in this powerful piece 🙂
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The sadness of what drug abuse could do, a magician trying desperately creating visions of the past with just a broken wand.. – misery.
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interesting, it really pulls you into the story.
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Hmmm, even a magician cannot escape the effects of meth!
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lovely rhythm and a dark piece….
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This is a haunting piece and I think you have woven the words together well, it speaks of a journey that took a wrong turn, but the magician wishes to return to where fonder days once stood.
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The dark tone of this poetry makes it more powerful, Elizabeth. Drug abuse / Substance abuse can be deadly. You are trapped in a dangerous, which sadly, is your own creation.
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the first verse does set the tone; and supports your title indeed
have a nice Sunday
much love…
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Horror always works well with poetry!
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Hopefully he found a way to transport himself to a better place.
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I’m a huge fan of jarring, off-putting images in poetry. A certain poetic madness. You create some lingering images here… I especially love that mad mariachi music. What does that sound like?!
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A magician who uses meth? Whoa….now that is someone to be wary of. Quite a tall challenge you met magnificently here 🙂
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Loved this–but then I have a very dark side and this appealed to it
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Yes, this is a different sort of pondering – but very well executed, given the difficult collection of words. I feel sad for that lonely magician, whose tricks failed him at the end.
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A wonderfully dark poem showing another side of life that we all seem to find eventually…maybe not the meth but choose your poison, mine was sugar…..the last stanza was a amazing especially…
‘Knew in his veins, that he was broken.
Just a rusted engine rotting slowly in backyard
weeds of life.’
What an image that reached down deep to those scarred places in me.
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You amaze me…I had a hard time with the words, and some refused to fall into place, and there you go, using all the words! Amazing!
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I agree with others a haunting powerful piece – obviously the words drew you – Great write !
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You’ve gone very dark on this one, Elizabeth. Gripping.
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Wow! That’s an incredible wordling talent ou have!
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A sad story you’ve told. Well done.
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Good heavens! What a read this is! I applaud your ability to combine prompt lists and come up with this grisly, well-told tale.
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Great, great images!!!! Well painted into verse.
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