I've not placed you
in poetry of late
but now you're creeping back
like the sinister secret
trapped in a bruise.
Was it all untrue?
Something wishful, caught
in that tacky dreamweaver?
I never did pretend
to be blind
but you kept, forever hidden
the magic of your passion
Joining the MLMM Monday Wordle – and using all the given words as prompt for this poem:
bruise, secret, sinister, creep, blind, hidden, spoken, wishful, pretend, trapped, caught, untrue
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Well done! Thanks for joining in this week.
I used to but have not wordled for ages – the word choice got my poetry juices flowing though
I am so pleased and hope to see you here again ❤
Secrets have their own lives…(K)
That could be the first line of a poem Kerfe 👍
Life is full of those first lines…
spotting them and using them is the Muse