we write poems: wordle ;
photo: Calm Horizon, Heaven`s Gate (John), flickr
the drought appeared
landing in a helicopter
whirlwind circle
the day filled with a
bad happy birthday cake
candle circle sorrow
glacial berg ice cold
the drown of a distant sea
numb nervous hot desert sand
mad and hardly obsess-ive
the carbon of my being
*and the wonderful miss lena horne who recently past away here’s her 1943 rendition of stormy weather
Piece of Pie ala Mode 
The last line nailed the poem. Interesting to see what birthday images everyone has.
A single element to portray the elements.
This poem left me thinking about the bad happy birthday cake. The image will haunt me tonight.
http://inthecornerofmyeye.blogspot.com/2010/06/drought-wordle.html
how’d I miss Lena Horne’s leaving?
“the carbon of my being” –nice phrase,
love the drought/helicopter thought.
Bad weathers, too, would pass.
I like how you gathered together all the elements one by one – step by step – to fully paint the real sentiment expressed in the poem which you saved to reveal in the end.
The poem pulled me as a reader to something like a window and there I saw your sentiments defined.
Thanks for dropping by my web nook.
I wish you well.
~ Jeques
nice one!
Pamela
I love that opening image. Nice use of the wordle.
The words themselves evoke a certain rhythm in the piece, along with your alliteration — that plus your use of the prompt words works very nicely here. I am going to be thinking about that bad birthday cake for a long time.
-Nicole