Oh, dubious rebellion petulant staccato heart, shed this metallic scar latch these ruins to magic dart fuses set; billows hungry for new breath. Exile hate, inhale hope.
Oh, dubious rebellion petulant staccato heart, shed this metallic scar latch these ruins to magic dart fuses set; billows hungry for new breath. Exile hate, inhale hope.
Wordled with the Sunday Whirl words…
http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2012/02/05/wordle-42/
I like this prolific period you’re sharing. Thanks – el Mosk
🙂 , we both had a ‘staccato heart’. Good stuff, I am always drawn to your economy of words.
There ya go again…absolutely shining in your ability to use so few words to say so much.
you amaze me
My gosh, you crammed a lot into a few lines and even fewer words!
Whirling Haiku and Senryu
Very tight — great use of the words. This works very well.