Sunday, July 24, 2011

Private Eye

Private Eye

Gild cast by sun
on scattered clouds
curtains whir, twist
day's last breeze
night blinks down
reprehensible deeds
are a marvel to behold
as I scan your dossier



Sunday wordl: rendered, reprehensible, gild, scattered, marvel, cast, blink, clouds, whir, twist, scan, curtains
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6 comments:

  1. MaryJuly 26, 2011 at 11:11 AM

    I love the way you word things, Willow. Especially like the first two lines!

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  2. vivinfranceJuly 26, 2011 at 11:53 PM

    Economical with added words, this poem is fascinating.

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  3. brenda wJuly 30, 2011 at 9:11 AM

    This is wonderful, Willow. I'm impressed with the brevity and strength of the piece. Well wordled, indeed!

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  4. laurie kolpJuly 30, 2011 at 5:16 PM

    Beautiful, Willow. I love the ending... and title!

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  5. PeggyAugust 8, 2011 at 12:42 PM

    Concise and yet so meaningful, Willow. You are a wordle queen.

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  6. Judy RoneyAugust 21, 2011 at 7:01 AM

    This made me laugh after reading it. I love the way you set up this beautiful night and then ..the subterfuge. Bravo!

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