Water Woes

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #468

Words:  bend, gas, grass, books, dancing, meet, sight, Wednesday, flash, shift, fly, surprise

Water-logged Wednesday bends
blades of grass. Flash!
In a weather shift, sight
of zig-zag lightning
flies across the sky.  Pages
of my book wrinkle like folds
on an accordion. Oh dear,
no dance meet this night.
No surprise rainbow.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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