Restless tonight, I cannot settle -
the ambience is so bizarre.
Smudgy smoke wafts about
and seeps from every pore
of the shadowy moonlit scene.
Ghosts seem not so far away,
nestled in cracks and crevices.
I know they’re only waiting
to throw time out of balance,
strap me down to yesterday,
leaving me scorched and sore,
unable to escape reality
or whistle up a champion
to drag me out of here.
Would that I could break these ties,
flee the dreadful spectre
of a rampant Wordle running amok.
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Viv, some great lines in this one. I like “strap me down to yesterday” and “or whistle up a champion”. Great use of the wordle words.
Richard
I love ‘smudgy smoke’.
Yeah, I got sucked right into this one too, Very clever little twist at the end, Viv.
From laughter and coughing, to coffee spatting- you gave us reprieve from a ghost filled wordle.
You’re funny! but I feel the same way about the wordle sometimes
I loved the line about being strapped to yesterday…in the midst of a giggle at the end, the truth of that line still haunts me.
*hugs*
Chuckle. You got me.
Love the unexpected ending
I also love the idea of ghosts nestling in cracks and crevices. Wonderful image.
Hahaha!!!! You got me, too, Viv. This is wonderful, you’ve created quite a scene. This is actually a delightful tribute to wordles.
I think I spat coffee all over the room, Viv. I wasn’t expecting that ending. I am with you every step of the way, these words were terrible to work with. I almost didn’t post mine. I am not happy with what I wrote (at all). My hat’s off to you on a wordle well done.
Pamela
Yep! I ended up coughing I laughed so much at the ending. I was already smiling at you for ‘dullaly’ — haven’t seen that word used in ages. I seem to have followed your lines but was unable to get myself out of wallowing cliche.
A rampant wordle running amok! LOL
I also love ‘Strap me down to yesterday’ too.
A clever and, fun read Viv
It may be running wild, but you’ve tamed it Viv… nicely done!
Haha… Viv… you got me here with gorgeous, lush images leading me to a “rampant Wordle” Big smiles!
So melancholy and “suffering artist” – right up to that last line. Love that wink at the wordle, Viv; it kept the poem from getting morose. Makes me think of a monster movie, like the Wordle is Godzilla or something.
You’ve rattled a spectral scene only to burst the bubble, the ghost is a wordle!