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

6 comments:

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

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  2. Economical with added words, this poem is fascinating.

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

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

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

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  6. 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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