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Monday, May 13, 2013

Wordling for Sunday Whirl #108

Thanks, Brenda, for the Wordle prompt!

far above the mouth,
binding space to cave,
the sun chants a crooked vow
drones a darkened mantra
~ permits a broken promise
to bind to everyman's fist 
circling to its making

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Anonymous said...

Fantastic =)

Nanka said...

Brilliant!! Minimalistic and all words in!!

TALON said...

You wove those words into an amazing tapestry. I loved this! I especially loved "a crooked vow drones a darkened mantra" Just beautiful!

Anonymous said...

...binding space to cave... I love this and a crooked vow, too.

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Brilliantly concise!

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Oh bravo!

Anna :o]

LaTonya Baldwin said...

the sounds alone seduced me. enjoyed.

Gerald (SK14) said...

sounds like there is some rain to come

Geraldine said...

Hi Sue, Are you OK? You've been missed.

Sending good thoughts your way today.

Hugs, G

Geraldine said...

How are you Sue? I've missed you.

Hugs, G