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Shall we sit?
A clattering clutch of rasp,
a clasp of calling,
a quiet falling
kettle caldron,
as we scold the world
and claim
……….our crowns.
The world’s a palette,
a storytelling,
a menagerie of mess.
Perhaps it’s best
if we just stay,
…..hum awhile
and stain ourselves
in a tangle of hope.
..A second offering for my own prompt over at dVerse. Bird word fun. Come play!
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That ‘tangle of hope’ De reminds me of so much of life, we cling to it as a way of making sense of the mess we see so much around us….
Love the title and menagerie of mess that is our world ~ I pray for that tangle of hope ~
I too like that “menagerie of mess” and your closing lines of a tangled hope, De. Thanks for the fun prompt. It’s been great reading them all.
There are days I think I need to be stained with hope.
Lovely.
Such a lovely hint of hope at the end ❤
Beautifully executed 🙂
Nice use of the words!
Oh that’s delightful!
I like the “sea/see lame” inside of “claim.” Also I see “home” hiding in “hum.”
Lovely indeed.
Perfection!
This is lovely
“Perhaps it’s best
if we just stay,
…..hum awhile
and stain ourselves
in a tangle of hope.” – Happy Easter!
You have woven words into wonderful!
Birds SinG attraction..
soMe hUm SonGs oF nectar
STiLL otHeRs withoUt feAthErs
grOwl for strength and focUs..:)