Wordle #50 from The Sunday Whirl presented an interesting challenge – mainly the challenge for me not to take the obvious path, and watch our cat , Justin, long enough for the poem to pop out. But then it occurred to me, that he is too lazy to fit this Wordle. And because the alphabet is firmly fixed in my mind for this month, I went another way.
Degeneration
It’s time to pack.
So get your paws
off my pet sweater.
What’s the point
of even trying
to stop me from
escaping your deception?
The shape of our relationship
Has melted away.
What once had lustrous shine
Has all but disappeared,
Not long ago, the sweet scent
of our love was everywhere.
All that I can smell now
Is the acrid smoke of love-cinders.
The string of pearls
that counted all our days
has broken, scattering the
memories, erasing from my senses
the sweet and salty taste
of your lips, your skin,
the feel of your flesh
upon mine.
Was it all an illusion –
Just some trick you played
upon my heart?
Was I someone to toy with
until some other more
desired-one came along?
Yet, even as I slam the door,
I cannot help but long
for you to come after me,
Plead with me to listen,
to believe, that what I
heard you whisper
as you slept, was not
your deepest secret
revealed at last – your wish
that I was dead.
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Like I said, I went a different way. The alphabet led me down a foreign path. But you gotta go where those words take you. Would someone please send me the directions back home? It’s cold over here. I’ve had enough. . .
Reflections From a Cloudy Mirror 
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Poems are strange things, aren’t they Paula. The words take one in unforseen directions. I have had that happen to me sometimes, too.
Very powerful poem, though.
Thank you
John
Odd indeed. I thought I was starting a silly and humorous poem. Didn’t turn out that way, unless your humor leans toward the macabre! 😆
Ooooh, been there, Paula: a long time ago, but been there. Very well written, empathy itself.
I am very happy to say that I have never been through that or experienced it, which makes one wonder where it all came from? Must be Poly’s fault. Probably happened to her! 😆
This was a dark poem, but I liked it. I didn’t expect the last line. Great ending 🙂
It is, and I didn’t know it was going to be! I thought it was going to be a funny one. . .at least it started out that way! 😆
A great deal of angst runs under this piece, and then the sleeping utterance… strong surprising ending. Love it.
The angst must be Poly’s, because i swear to you, I have had no such feelings myself! 😆 You have to be careful with those Wordles!
Isn’t it something like take the second star on the right… 🙂
Sometimes as you say you gotta go where the words take you. I take the wordle list scrabble it and then pick and paw, circling or checking off words as I use them.
I like that ‘broken string of pearls…’ Definitely a different road! Hope you’ve found your way ‘home.’
It all happened because I decided to take the words alphabetically! Hope I’ve learned my lesson! 😆
Anyway, I made it back home. My Hubs called me, and I heard his voice! (Good thing!) 😆
I’m not sure what prompted this, but your treatment is compelling.
Hubs
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