Virtue bends in room of hope,
steps lightly into place,
surveys the palace poetry builds;
drunk on the words of grace.
The moment breaks diminishing,
in wish of fevered breath,
across the writer's desperate ditch;
the burden full expressed.
ditch, drunk, virtue, room, bends, breaks,steps, palace, burden,wish, poetry, diminishing
http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2013/01/13/wordle91/
steps lightly into place,
surveys the palace poetry builds;
drunk on the words of grace.
The moment breaks diminishing,
in wish of fevered breath,
across the writer's desperate ditch;
the burden full expressed.
ditch, drunk, virtue, room, bends, breaks,steps, palace, burden,wish, poetry, diminishing
http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2013/01/13/wordle91/
I enjoyed reading a wordle poem from you, Ros.
ReplyDeleteThanks Margo.
DeleteDensely packed!
ReplyDeleteDeftly done! You have packed such meaning into such spare text - I am impressed. :)
ReplyDeleteI love "drunk on the words of grace."
ReplyDeleteWow! You squeezed a lot into a few words!
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