In Search of A Winner

For The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #213
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lucid, wine, stain, puzzle, foreign, superior,
feckless, dumb, chiseled, hollow, luminous, winner

For Sunday’s Whiligigs: #21
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reach, farming, sprout, dung, enters, corn,
comes, mole, rise, seed, flows, vine

For Poets United: Poetry Pantry #
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In Search of A Winner

There were always those times
when words became a foreign puzzle,
and she, a feckless farmer digging
in dung heap of littered letters. Dumb mole
timidly scampering through rows of corn
forever beyond her reach.

Yet sometimes, words entered her dreams,
like seeds eager to sprout, rising lucid,
luminous flow of superior erudition.
Chiseled wisdom hanging plump
on fruitful vines, simply awaiting proper
time for distillation.

But for now, they are no more than widening
stain, red wine spilled on white cotton,
hollow, lacking all meaning.

Elizabeth Crawford  8/23/15

Notes: I used to hold a grudge against wordles, thinking they were a sort of cheat for those lacking words and imagination. Now, here I am, seeking out two word lists because I actually enjoy the challenge and work of putting them all together. They prove that even an old woman can learn new tricks. The image is a pen and red ink line weave drawing done some time ago. Added note: My apologies. I’m not having much luck trying to post return comments today. Know that my spirit is with you, but my puter doesn’t seem to want to cooperate.