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depictions by the rule of thirds; descriptions mostly freestyle words
Too much, too soon
I think you mistook me for a goddess
the minotaur hunt had begun at midnight
downwind I caught a snatch of whiskey
in the husky whisperings of horn and hoof
Meek as live bait in the illicit snare
though you could not decide if goatskin
was just a smoke screen of my creation
to parry a not so insatiable prayer
In the morning one of us was found
but misery was written in the centre
of the maze – reached too soon
and close to the entrance I lost your name
Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #106 – words emboldened and the poem is an inverse of the 9th word Adronitis
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Outstanding Laura! Great theme I have always been fascinated by mythology and minotaurs =) Fantastic use of the words
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oh this was just a great mix of words to play poetry with 😉
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I am glad you enjoyed them =)
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You played and did alchemy too. Magic 🙂
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thank you Tish – are you tempted to play with wordles given you already have the magic?
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I did sense a little bit of an inkling when I read your tantalizing piece. I remember once doing a writing exercise (for inspiration purposes) picking words at random from an Edgar Alan Poe collection. It produced such odd ones when gathered together, I didn’t dare use them. Still think of them though. Yikes! 🙂
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hope one of those words was ‘nevermore’!
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🙂
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Love how you worked all the words in…I have not attempted a wordle yet.
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give it a go Donna if and when spontaneous inspiration fails 😉
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