Perplexity – Wordle 175

Baffled, and bewildered,
I stutter, ready for flight
as the cliff edge looms ahead.
My rickety bones,
cart me onwards
longing for understanding.
Reason sustains me.
In the rift between
confusion and comprehension,
language makes connections

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9 Responses to Perplexity – Wordle 175

  1. annell4 says:

    Yes, can even be the chains that bind. Nice one!


  2. restlessjo says:

    ‘Rickety bones’ jumps out, doesn’t it, Viv? Now why should that be? 🙂 🙂


  3. jae rose says:

    Language is a moveable feast…as we get more rickety it certainly requires a little modification…i love how rich the poem feels…a lot in a little maybe?


  4. oldegg says:

    My guess is that you are fluent in French so you are probably adept at making connections.


  5. rosross says:

    Beautifully done Viv.


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