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NaPoWriMo #22 “Wordle”

April 22, 2010
tags:

Rust,
reverberates,
as tendrils of,
saffron and,
pepper;
tomorrow’s,
dizzy emporium,
crows;
fierce, yet
flinching,
squalls.

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. April 22, 2010 10:01 pm

    They can be fierce, all right.

    Nice work.

  2. April 23, 2010 10:34 pm

    I like this one! It stirs disturbing emotions. It reminds me of one I wrote called Yes, It’s Ed. It’s terribly morbid. I’d like to get your opinion on it sometime.

    Cool poem.

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