Wordle #189


Written for mindlovemisery’s menagerie: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/05/11/wordle-189-2/

Withershins- in a direction contrary to the natural one, especially contrary to the apparent course of the sun or counterclockwise: considered as unlucky or causing disaster.
Brouhaha- excited public interest, discussion, or the like, as the clamor attending some sensational event; hullabaloo: an episode involving excitement, confusion, turmoil, etc., especially a broil over a minor or ridiculous cause:

She lies waiting

When she lays upon the bed  
looking at the sky  
She wonders where that feather went  
Maybe floating by?  
She has a competition  
within herself for sure  
She looks up at the ceiling  
as she lies upon the floor.  
Yesterday was just for fun  
as grief grips her with fear  
She scurries like a little mouse  
withershins is more near.  
The brouhaha around her  
is like tentacles in her life  
knowing that her engine runs  
on vanity and strife.  
For now she’ll sit upon the bed  
shoes thrown out on the floor  
drinking tea she made today  
hoping for a something more.

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

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