A Wordle – May 22, 2015

by Georgia
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path

with madness in his methods
he walks the country roads
searching out bleached stones
to add to his collection

humming he sees the sheep
near an olive tree
he remembers Grandma’s needlework
and thinks all men are fools

like imaginary dominoes
fall lightly one on one
his melancholy laugh
echoes under the sun

he’s mad and we all know it
a hatter in his way
but let’s not look at him too closely
we might see he’s just like us

© G.s.k. ‘15

 

I love to wordle … and I have two sites (Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’s Monday Wordle and Sunday Whirl) which I write for each week … this was written for the Sunday Whirligig  which is in substitution for the Sunday Whirl, whose creator is taking a long break from blogging as she changes home and State.  The wordle words were:  method, country, stones, bleached, sheep, olive, humming, needlework, men, fool, dominoes, laugh

2 Comments to “A Wordle – May 22, 2015”

  1. Never heard of such a thing! But I love what you did with your poem: I spend my days ‘searching out bleached stones / to add to my collection’ too . . . Got to google ‘Wordle’ and ‘Whirl’ . . . Thanks for teaching me a new idea . . .

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