Monday, January 14, 2013

Virtue

Virtue bends in room of hope,
steps lightly into place,
surveys the palace poetry builds;
drunk on the words of grace.
The moment breaks diminishing,
in wish of fevered breath,
across the writer's desperate ditch;
the burden full expressed.


ditch, drunk, virtue, room, bends, breaks,steps, palace, burden,wish, poetry, diminishing

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6 comments:

  1. I enjoyed reading a wordle poem from you, Ros.

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  2. Deftly done! You have packed such meaning into such spare text - I am impressed. :)

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  3. I love "drunk on the words of grace."

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  4. Wow! You squeezed a lot into a few words!

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