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Saturday, September 21, 2013

WORDLE #127

For Sunday Whirl: Peering, Three, Pile, Apples, Spirits, Stories, Clues, Rash, Claws, Secret, Cradle, Exile.


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Peering into your conscience
at three decades of decay
a pile of rotten apples
denounces your high spirits

Your stories reveal the clues
and the truth spreads like a rash
that your sharpened claws can't scratch

You'll never keep a secret
from the cradle to the grave

...unless you live in exile
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28 comments:

  1. Andy SewinaSeptember 21, 2013 at 8:58 PM

    Good fuddle! I think you're right, the clues to the truth are in the story.

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  2. Mariya KolevaSeptember 22, 2013 at 3:37 AM

    pfff, don't talk to me like that - as if you stared in my soul/history and went on to describe it in such words.... Honestly, I felt on display ;-) What I felt reading your poem reminded me of the lyrics of 'Killing me softly', second stanza...

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  3. J Cosmo NewberySeptember 22, 2013 at 3:56 PM

    True. Very true.

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  4. Stan SkiSeptember 22, 2013 at 3:59 PM

    Thanks JCN :)

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  5. Dr. Pearl Ketover Prilik (PKP)September 22, 2013 at 7:18 PM

    I love where this handful of flung words took you - which is why I never consider the "wordle words" a game or an exercise but rather a bunch of keys that open up the unconscious. I truly enjoyed this one .. especially the crescendo
    "You'll never keep a secret
    from the cradle to the grave

    ...unless you live in exile"

    Thank you for this one! :)

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  6. brenda wSeptember 22, 2013 at 7:30 PM

    Strong piece, Stan. "A pile of rotten apples..." Yum. I can smell them all the way over here in Montana.

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  7. annell4September 22, 2013 at 7:47 PM

    Very cute!

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  8. AnonymousSeptember 23, 2013 at 12:41 AM

    Truth and wisdom. And those final lines are a kicker, Stan. Thanks,

    Elizabeth

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  9. Sabra BowersSeptember 23, 2013 at 1:43 AM

    Every single stanza is excellent in this poem, Stan. Great job!

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  10. daphnepurpusSeptember 23, 2013 at 2:25 AM

    Great job!! Truth and wisdom indeed!

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  11. Magical Mystical TeacherSeptember 23, 2013 at 4:17 AM

    I think I would prefer to live in exile than to reveal certain secrets...

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  12. flaubertSeptember 23, 2013 at 5:47 AM

    Oh, so, good, Stan. I love the ending.

    Pamela

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  13. aspiritofsimplicitySeptember 23, 2013 at 6:39 AM

    love this...we can't be in exile and truly live though

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  14. Old EggSeptember 23, 2013 at 12:56 PM

    I think there is a time for secrets and a time for them to emerge. What must be avoided is the hurt that they cause.

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