3WW

big outing

3 word wednesday: recluse, cajole, temper
photo: U1075938INPrgh2008, flickr

remember Howard Hughes, and the 1947 flight of the Spruce Goose…

one
napping recluse
cajoled into reclined rest
tempest temper moored

two
when we look past
the bright glare of
neglected recluse
the sweet shine of success
is often washed away
in the temper
of vanity and desire.
his heart cajoled
resigned and weakened
he departed.

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2 thoughts on “big outing

  1. That is a very cool short story poem, Ms Pie. Somehow you have got both the tale and the subtle melacholy emotion all wrapped into one tiny beautifully made poem.

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