big tent poetry, this week’s prompt wordle
not much to hold
nor weight to carry
tiptoe insides slip slide a squeal
kindle smoldering sight
crackling fiction flames, weaving
a wake of smoke and significance
tidy tomorrows clause and curl
fire floating pages one passing parade
tangle and tease superficial touch
scorching smile symmetric singe
disappearing boyish memento, celluloid
story he started by brushing her thigh
quiet a question hushed hue
tattered testament soot
left over litter, daylight ablaze
sparkle diamond defy
stir the still shadows blooming
one gasp, a hundred grins
say more the unspeakable
not much weight to memory
Piece of Pie ala Mode 
This was very good. Imaginative combination of words (i.e. “symmetric singe”). Good job. vb
“not much weight to memory.” My favorite line.
A wordle with rhyme and meter!? Impressive and cohesive.
This is delightfully alliterative! Love “tidy tomorrows”! Thanks for your kind words about my new blog look. Figured it was time after three years!
“disappearing boyish memento, celluloid
story he started by brushing her thigh”
something yummy about the word boyish…
awesome..
keep it up.
here is mine:
http://itistimetothinkformyself.blogspot.com/2011/03/big-tent-poetry-in-55-words.html
Thanks for reading,