HAREM grows alongside the kingdom,
KNEADing conflict and division with each
TRITE set of vows
GAILY made before the Wisdom-Giver.
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Month: September 2022
2022-09-24 words
HAREM, GAILY, TRITE, KNEAD
The Word that Almost Won
SHALL this be the Quordle Poem that got away?
DWELL I hence in shadow of defeat,
CRUST of loss replacing victory’s feast in decay?
WILLY: the word that near would not complete.
Trail of Breadcrumbs
CRUST and crumbs of worm-riddled bread litter the floor under the table.
SHALL it always come to this? Ill-gained grains ground into meals of emptiness?
WILL You slake your thirst in vain from rusty, leaking faucets with broken pipes?
DWELL upon the hill where fresh rolls, dripping with honey and butter, are served daily.
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2022-09-23 words
SHALL, DWELL, CRUST, WILLY
A Reckoning
ADEPT in ordering our affairs, or not, yet comes the time:
PLEAD with our maker, if we can name him, for healing, for more days.
COMET appears and carves its warning path. A table of precepts,
DECALog’s worth, arraigns, heralds judgment, forces pleas for grace.
Piecemeal
COMET plume flashes through the void, a
DECAL plastered on the night sky,
PLEADing for attention, even for a moment, sadly
ADEPT at watching its cold, stony heart break bit by bit.
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2022-09-22 words
ADEPT, PLEAD, COMET, DECAL
Icky IKEA
UNIT-Y in the IKEA range is causing me
GLOOM, a gloom looming, a slippery slope, both
TROPEs for a panic attack, the polar opposite of a
LEMUR’s calm in his natural Madagascan state.
Misreading
UNITY of sign and sense, he reads on, in settling
GLOOM, treatise on skeletal anatomy.
TROPE of scholar spending his sight on mental quest-
LEMUR?! Who has a lemur in their leg?