Wordle #151 – Desolation

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This week’s words: Broken Glass Ash  Glimmer Swell  Sleeve  Sanctuary  Bark  Giggle  Skin  Cumulus Clouds  Harmony Sweep

Everything seemed to be pitted against us.

The broken glass at our feet.

The ash from the bushfires.

There was barely a glimmer of hope.

Within us, our emotions swelled,

My little brother wiped his nose on his sleeve,

Leaving a human snail trail.

It appeared our sanctuary was gone.

The blackened bark further reinforced our feelings of despair.

Jenny let out a giggle, more a giggle of fear

Her skin crawling know, with the sense of loss.

Above us, the cumulus clouds swirled

So much on offer but now so late.

Our sense of harmony shattered

As around us the sweep of the landscape

Demonstrated our desolation.

 

Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/09/23/wordle-151/

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11 Responses to Wordle #151 – Desolation

  1. That last line is brilliant. The whole thing, too. But especially that last line. 🙂

  2. This is just so visceral you have really conveyed the emotions that the children are experiencing in this poem

  3. Very good indeed Michael. Those last three lines really deliver

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