Listen to wise words ─ they can
transform the lives of dreamers
present them with an object, a goal,
until they flower and shine,
water the deserts and other arid places;
bring ease to the troubled,
soothe the sick and energize the weary.
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I seem to have lost the knack of wordles, and this was the best I could come up with. It does at least use all the words! Do go and see what others have made of it at Brenda’s Sunday Whirl She herself has contributed an absolute cracker!
I thought this was excellent writing, Viv!
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You and all the words… You know how I feel about that!
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We all have our days, our moments, our wishes for more creativity.
It’s the writing that matters; the trying, the searching.
I like your writing.
Randy
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Nice one, Viv! Thank you for allowing the words to sail into something positive. This is something I reflect on. We could all strengthen our spirits with this wisdom.
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I think you are worrying too much about prompt words for they are just that, a prompt to write and your reaction to them. It is how we react to your writing is far more important than ticking the words! Your piece was cogent and sympathetic and most importantly readable!
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thank you, kind egg
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So wise and inspirational. I’m definitely taking this to heart.
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1. You used the words well.
2. Making a clear and understandable statement.
3. of truth and wisdom
4. We dreamers need just such encouragement.
Thank you,
Elizabeth
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*accusingly* And now you’ve got ME doing it!
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WHAT are you doing? Wordling? I’ll go and have a look!
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All your fault …
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Good one, using all words. I thought you’d left off ‘transform’, but I missed seeing it sneak in in line 2!
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I really liked the brevity and, of course, related to that brevity.
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Oy. I meant related to that aridity. Time change here fried my brain, I suppose.
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We don’t put the hour on until the end of the month.
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So many who claim to desire knowledge and growth are incapable of doing this simple thing…listen. A challenge of my own at times.
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In my opinion, you’ve not lost your knack for wordles. I like your poem. >
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You haven’t lost the knack! This is concise and wise poem where the prompt words seem to fall into place perfectly
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Can’t see anything at all wrong with this! There’s no sense at all that you’ve shoehorned the words together, and the meaning is unforced. Good one!
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Thank you. Not, it wasn’t forced – flowed straight out – I just feel it should have been a bit more imaginative.
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