3WW, Poetry

3www. 55 fathers

thomg’s three word wednesday: drench, immune, radiate

observation immune
not on their way rescue
tumbling turmoil
dust to dust dry drench

sorrow seeping sigh
rearranging righteous
surrender sagacity
handfuls of horrible harm

scattered souls survival
gather their belongings
the empty hollow heights
trace the outline of his face

hold and release
here comes the light
radiate eradicate
sand sinking sincerity

Poetry, we write poems

bad weather

we write poems: wordle ;
photo: Calm HorizonHeaven`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