Author: Alfred Tennyson
Image: The Manuscript of Lord Tennyson's
'The Thustle' (here)
Sunday Whirligig - the given words:
storm, alarming, speak, razor, gossip,
secret,bathe, sour, thirsty, think, poem,bronze
A storm is brewing
Gets to be alarming
What can be the matter
To speak as sharp as a razor
To gossip yet in open secret
hiding under a cloak in shreds
To bathe in stark reality
Sour in mourning but thirsty
Just think
It stinks
Writing a poem is not easy
It is plain to see
Do not expect a gold in part
A bronze will do for a start
For MMT's hosting of Sunday Whirligig #11
Looks easy to me with this! Great read.
ReplyDeleteGo for the gold every time, even if a bronze comes due
ReplyDeleteHa. It is not gold every time, that is for sure.
ReplyDeleteAnd I can live with that.
Hi Kaykuala .. great word imagery created from your given words, and mix and match are sometimes better than all one colour .. loved the poem .. cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteIf I know a storm is brewing especially thunder and lightening alarms bells ring in my ears.......hate them.
ReplyDeleteGood write Hank.
Yvonne
Hi Hank, you wrote a palindrome for dverse, and now it disappeared. I am confused. I hope you will link it again. Meanwhile, as the link leads nowhere, I will delete the link. But I hope you will re-link it. You 'rocked' the prompt!!
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