Sunday Whirl – Channeling

Voices become unhinged, bruising my listening ears. Vision fails to match what aches could push nerves to their edges. Nails on chalkboard could never blossom in such a manner. I wish I could remember numb or savor the quiet again.

Sadly the remote is lost

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Wordle – Shut In

Week 199

Potatoes
Scrimshank ((v.) to avoid one’s obligations/duties; to shirk)
Malign
Review
Operation
Larder
Cellmate
Mail
Torporific (n.)) causing lethargy)
Negligible
Panting
Martyr
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Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

My cellmate calls me a martyr. I review the larder’s contents, empty save small potatoes. I despise scrimshanking despite my obvious negligible position. I look over my shoulder at the much malign reflection staring back at me.

Restlessness in my lack of operation still leaves me panting. My thoughts mail letters of torporific passages. For want of motivation my home turned prison.

Wordle – Lasso Saloon

Bonus Wild West

Saloon
Cactus Wine ((n.) made with tequila and peyote)
Holster
Outlaw
Spurs
Lasso
Hang
Frontier
Victuals or Vittles (n.)) food supplies, provisions)
Churlish ((adj.) rude)
Gunslinger
Lawman
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Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

The Lasso Saloon rumbles with a cacophony of voices and string music. My ears perk up at the jingle of spurs. I try to guess the identity. Is it outlaw, lawman or random gunslinger?

I pour another shot of cactus wine. I hang the glass up to drip dry. My right hand feels for my holster. I feign ignorance to the sound.

The slam of my vittles on the table makes me jump. The curlish wench storms away.

The old west fades to tourist trap. I sigh and pull good toward me.

Sunday Whirl – Way to the Top

Low and tight, I grab at tree roots. My simple gravel path trimmed to a knife’s edge. My eyes caught a climb away from vertigo inspiring view. A stomach in knots, joins other spreading pains like gingham pattern.

I grab a branch to rise, only to receive a pine scented water spray when it slips slowly away.

Sunday Whirl – Sudden Trip

My hand skims the turbulent surface of Lake August. The electric motor whines as the minutes slide from the clock. My heart races. My cargo needs hiding. Daylight doesn’t creeps in to my view, revealing a tiny shed in a rugged lawn.

Who knew too much lust and a pillow could end this way.

Wordle – Difference of Opinions

This week I am filling in – Wordle credit to Yves.

  1. pint
  2. chase
  3. fists
  4. cease
  5. sleeping bag
  6. octopus
  7. marooned
  8. metal
  9. breathless
  10. pennyworth
  11. wastrel (noun). a wasteful or good-for-nothing person.
  12. wanderjahr (noun). A year spent travelling abroad, typically immediately before or after a university or college course.

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Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

“Wastrel?!” I stand breathless as my fists cease to clutch. “You, my dear are tighter than an octopus squeezing every pennyworth rather than chase fresh meat.”

“I’ll raise a pint to that metal you received from the wanderjahr spent marooned in your hometown.” She smiles in that way the ceases hope.

Wordle – That Person

Credit: Candice of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie


1. Drab

2. Envy

3. Counterweight

4. Correspond

5. Qualify

6. Ginger

7. Revolve

8. Deasil

9. Finite

10. Pressurize

11. Postpone

12. Thewless – Adjective. thewless (not comparable) (obsolete) Lacking morals or virtue. Lacking vigour or energy; listless; weak; nerveless

I’m postponing the next corresponding move. She knows I’ll make a deasil path. There’s are finite ways to revolve within her drab ginger world. Best to approach thewlessly, any signs of envy must be counterweighted by contempt. Her personality pressurize the simplest thingsn like saying ‘hello’

Knightly Treats

I pass the old black tower alone. The late Sun rays tell my presences. My shot at passing without being called upon seems to fade. I fiddle eighth my hands. Thoughts of becoming a treat for the legendary dragon named Honey harms my spirits.

Wordle – Splitting Away

Week 194

1. Tangible

2. Alien

3. Duck

4. Enhance

5. Revert

6. Garnet

7. Possessive

8. Dissolution

9. Objurgate

10. Quickening

11. Possibility

12. Decathect (v)) to withdraw one’s feelings of attachment from (a person, idea, or object), as in anticipation of a future loss)

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

“What’s left?” I search for tangible signs of life here. “Maybe an alien, or possibility a duck in garnet….”

Reality reverts is possessive grip upon me. My trance state objurgates me for allowing it’s dissolution. My pulse quickening as anxiety enhances the importance of my next move.

“I decathect your thoughts! I’m done!” I wait for reality’s response.

Sunday Whirl – Generations

“The spirit listens. What you breathe and what writing you place upon the sacred Earth matters.” Black Bear looks away as he talks following a cloud with his eyes. “Prosper is not an act. It dulls senses. Slowly, it digs through your years leaving holes.”

“So do I put this piece of malachite on Ebay or not?” Jessica looks at her Grandfather. Her vision of a few dollars rapidly disappears.