Wordle #222

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Haughty

Branches

Procellous- stormy, as the sea

Prolixity- a tendency to speak or write at great or tedious length

Touch

Stumble

Throat

Wild Strawberries

Heavy

Fray

Kimono

Seconds

Walking out of his cottage, Devon knew by the sway of the branches that stumbling out on a procellous day like today was taking a chance that could have heavy consequences. Devon’s leg had not healed properly, was still very sensitive to the touch, and if he fell he was risking damaging the work the doctors had put into reconstructing his thigh after the accident. Were he a woman, he would choose to wear a Kimono to both hide the bandages and provide the loose comfort his wounds yearned for, but for now he would have to focus only on the path in front of him and nothing else. Knowing his luck he would snag the silk on a twig first thing outside and fray the precious silk anyhow.

Devon wasn’t sure why he felt like heading to Marta’s house now. She was a conversationalist with prolixity and he often wanted to leave her company only seconds after she started speaking.

Upon reaching Marta’s door, Devon cleared his throat and knocked on the heavy, wooden door. He didn’t want to show how much he wanted to see her; but he was here and would stay for a while. When Marta opened the door the first thing Devon was hit with was a strong smell of wild strawberries along with warm air of her oven. He would have to try and coax her to let him try whatever it was that she was baking. She was a fantastic chef and never haughty. Sometimes she even acted as though she had never stepped foot in a kitchen before. Devon was hoping the perilous walk here would be worth it!

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The Sunday Whirl: Wordle 483

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Nonsense

When I listen to the wind 
I hear sounds from my home 
sounds so soft and tender 
like big bubbles upon new foam.  

The gratitude I hear right now 
helps feed my hungry mind 
there is no simple frill or vibe  
no, nothing of that kind. 

And so I lay upon my bed 
of silver sheets and spread 
while all the sounds around me 
flow softly through my head.   

And when I find my road is done 
I will not mince a word 
I finally put my finger on it 
My family says I’m absurd.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

The Sunday Whirl: Wordle 482

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Being Creative

I took the fabric and made a slit 
I tried to trace the design that fit 

I printed the face right on the back 
I didn’t want the crease to make a crack 

I sewed on the lace to edge the sleeve 
I tried tiptoeing softly as I started to leave 

I still have my ideas of what to make 
An infinite number of ideas at stake 

I try to embrace those feelings I know 
And complete my project before I go.  

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MLMM Wordle 211

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Our words this week

Affluent
Humming Bird
Dose
Swirl
Mighty
Iridescent
Indigenous
Inspiration
Petals
Spirited
Pull
Lift

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Young Love

Veva knew the dance would be postponed but she still wanted to buy a pretty dress. She went to the special dress shop at the mall and fell in love with the gown in the window. It was iridescent and had flower petals swirled around the bodice. Her mood suddenly lifted; she felt spirited and had more inspiration to pull her grades up so she could go to the dance without worrying.  

Dreading the thought about the work she needed to complete for class, she turned her focus to the boy who wanted to accompany her to the dance. He came from an affluent family. His father’s family was indigenous to the area, giving her a dose of history when she spent time with them.  

On the other hand, his mother was native American and came from the west coast. When she was growing up the mighty hummingbird signified virtue and peace.  

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Wordle #210

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Fold
Jittery
Strapless
Dining Room
Kitten
Capacious- capable of holding much space: roomy
Roister- to act in a swaggering, boisterous, or uproarious manner
Elbows
Doe
Low
Blind
Witty

Dilly’s Wash

Dilly went to the laundry mat  
to fold up all her clothes  
she felt a little jittery  
because that’s how her life goes.  
 
She folded up her strapless bra  
and bed for all the kittens  
The linens from the dining room  
A hat and a pair of mittens.  

A jacket made of softer skin 
soft as a full grown doe 
The gloves that matched were also clean 
the leather seemed to glow. 

The capacious dryer held so much  
her elbows fit the door  
The low price of the wash machine  
made washing no big chore.  
 
The man that ran the laundry mat  
roistered in the back  
a blind man with a ton of clothes  
Was filling up his sack.  
 
When all the wash was finally done  
Dilly picked up her full bag  
She’d have a week or maybe more  
before her clothes would sag. 

She said goodbye and took her things 
yelling that she’d see them soon 
a witty goodbye from a little girl 
whistling a happy tune.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Wordle #208

Meld
Coil
Tuck
Sumptuous
Gold
Empty
Crisp
Renaissance
Souvenir
Thumb
Leggings
Coup de Foudre- “love at first sight”



Becky wished she had been alive during the Renaissance because of her love of classical philosophy. She loved the way people came together to meld literature and art. If she could have been there, she thought, she could have come away with gold embellished leggings as a souvenir. But for now, she held her thumb against the fabric of her nylon leggings, trying to tuck the tag back in.  

Becky was looking forward to her date that evening with Roberto. She had met him in the half empty train station, and it had been coup de foudre. She knew her best friend Jenna did not believe in “love at first sight.” That particular day Roberto had been standing in the ticket line that was coiled around the pillar in the station. He had been wearing a crisp, new polo shirt and Becky felt he looked sumptuous! If they had met during the Renaissance, they would have fallen in love just as quickly as they had that day. Becky loved that Roberto was as romantic as she was.  

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Wordle #205

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Addiction
Lull
Clue
Swagger
Carve
Vituperate- to use or address with harsh or abusive language; revile.
Distance
Pinpoint
Pleasure
Honey
Playful
Ravel

Their Love

I’m not really sure how it worked out but the words seemed to be in an order that worked for me.

It is a playful addiction 

One without time to lull 

Not given a clue 

Knowing nothing at all 

Just look at his swagger 

Watch her carve through the air 

It’s like she vituperates 

Without any care 

The distance they travel 

Unable to pinpoint a stop 

Gives them pure pleasure  

When they just want to drop 

The honey they find 

Is only playful, kind words 

They unravel their love 

Like the nest of a bird 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry