Poetry, sunday whirl, wordle


imagesunday whirl wordle no. 230

Sweet the extreme
spreads like jam
across the open sky

those lines that lure
flood the unsuspecting
vicious the dog that barks

finite facts flowing fast
a blue stream making music

leftover lost
in an unseen crease
the scheme of serenity


8 thoughts on “holly.news

  1. Oh I do love that jam…when it is at it’s optimum – evenly spread, fresh…sweet..it is indeed serenity

    amazing how some days the words speak sweetly and other days as if torment.. thank u for stopping by.. ms pie

  2. hello mama pajama… i 2 am crazy about alliteration.. somewhere in my dreams words are always this way … nice to meet another … thanks for stopping by

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