For The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #296
split, strip, row, key, lethal, deck,
hollow, thrum, court, stay, fight, glass
For Sunday’s Whirligig: Wordle #108
soft, blind, peacetime, moons, candy, bastards,
lilting, maidens, rots, buggers, seldom, midnight
For Poets United: Poetry Pantry #350
Bastard politicians bugger the truth
and in a split second, words are hollow,
stripped of meaning. Become lethal weapons
thrumming with a blind desire for fight
to the death of any peacetime that might
While under blighted midnight moon, others
line up in row on deck, to throw rotten candy
at lilting maidens who softly croon of justice,
seldom found in cracked-glass court of law.
Begging for stay of execution from guilty, but
grinning, orange-faced warden fumbling his keys.
Elizabeth Crawford 4/23/2017
Notes: Will admit that when I first saw the two word lists, side by side, I threw my hands in the air and decided there was no way to mesh them together. Tried a bit, but gave it up and took a nap. When I awoke, came here and began typing, using thoughts of this week’s news (misplaced Armada, and Bill O’Reilly being fired but receiving a year’s wages). In fifteen minutes had it all down and used all of the words.
Image is an Escher drawing titled Unraveling. Thought is was appropriate for both the process and the poet.