sunday whirl, wordle

fall back

sunday whirl: no 185 wordle
rain, grey, cold, satisfied, standing, joy, spark, way, burn, slash, jaded, sun

fall’s first flame
shines as a satisfied
summer sunburn
standing out in a
cold grey rain
wet walking a long way
flash the slash summer’s fall
just now jaded
soon to be translated
feeling first that spark
within a warm firelight
joy’s first bark

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Haiku, Poetry, sunday whirl, SundayScribblings

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Wind Sock Photo

inherit winds
blue believability
shifting deeper dim

umbrella blue mist
gracious gloom hovering hum
stray cloud stew and stir

childhood charm shifts
underneath umbrella warm
tied to thunder bolts

wet shoes excuses
stand still splash display
vowed voice uttering

become light joined jolt
driving west freeway folly
nearing night complete

storm clouds have moved in…. gone are the calm bluest of blue cloudless skies offering warmth and renewal… replaced by rainbow gray puffy fast moving clouds and then again i look and see streaming wispy clouds…. constant change…. find myself driving a lot lately…. east a-ways then heading west a-ways.. while driving hands on the wheel looking out beyond the clear windshield the clouds speak as they quickly pass… 

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one single impression no 242: free. sunday whirl wordle 78: umbrella, deeper, inherit, excuses, stand, become, thunder, childhood, joined, vowed, shifts, light;
photo: windsock, cubagallery, flickr

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CafeWriting, Poetry

cafe writing.blustery day

peeling passed a particular purpose
apple chinese pear, mixture mazey melt
bowlful bounty crisp crunch connect

stirring still an open window whirl
cinnamon sugar and nutmeg
incognito the growling hunger ache

share a slice, let’s brew a bold black coffee
french vanilla ice cream, blend the
ice cold water with apple cider vinegar

independent over there, the
gathering fall wind hums and howls
closet composed counting the carnival cascade

rambling drifting downpour
last of this year’s leaves
considering the crust one must never touch

flaky fantastic a brush of milk and sugar
fireplace fierce, crackling cloud nine
where is my favorite pink roller pin

calmly cooking a bubbling breeze
sun shining terrific taste of marvelous
window watching surrender
you emerge wrapped in white clouds
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cafe writing: thursday threesome, blustery day
it’s great to have cafewriting back..!!!

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