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We Wordle #12

March 31, 2014
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We Wordle #12

Welcome back for more We Wordle fun. This is wordle #12 (how wordles fly when you’re having fun!), and this week’s words are plucked from poems written to Irene’s prompt #205 “Your Neck of the Woods.” Here are each poets’ three word contributions to the Wordle.
Yousei: me you mockingbird
Viv: tea cake says
Ron: window road morning
Hannah: rain melting wind
Abby: churches bread sky
Irene: woods stars read
Marian: rabbit blue water
Roslyn: smile tease life
Debi: swearing thin again
Jules: Palm canal south
Barbara:  madness neck out
And here are the pesky unruly rules: There are none. No rules, except that I hope you have fun. Use all the words or just a few. Change the tense, if you wish, if you must, if your muse is not amused and needs a wee small push. Post your poem to your blog, tattoo it on your leg, leave it here, leave it there, write it and leave it anywhere!! Post a link if you dare.
Looking forward to reading your poems.
~ Misky
  1. March 31, 2014 3:19 am

    Used some words here

  2. March 31, 2014 3:24 am

    Love the sound of these words. I’m not sure how to link, but it’s here:

  3. March 31, 2014 3:25 am

    Okay, that didn’t work, so just click on my name. Sorry!

  4. March 31, 2014 5:46 am

    I did write something for Wordle #11 and here it is?
    That Spring
    That spring in your
    Garage apartment
    My house had sold
    I was alone

    The frogs were leaping
    In the little pond in
    The back yard
    Or during the day
    Cuddled under the shade
    We would sunbath
    Lying on the wicker
    You asked if
    I minded if you
    Didn’t wear a suit

    We were alive
    Southern bells ringing
    The air was thick
    And hot and it wasn’t
    Even summer yet

    I had pulled up
    The old roots
    Left my old life
    Soon I would be
    Headed West
    You would soon leave
    Our bones ached
    To be on the move

    The sprinklers kept
    The yard wet
    The pond an oasis
    For all the frogs
    In Harris County
    At night their loud calls
    A cacophony of sound
    Made sleep impossible
    I shifted position
    On the damp bed sheets

    The sound of the
    Air conditioner’s motor
    Combined with their calls
    A noisy night in the
    The frogs never whispered
    Only yelled at the top
    Of their lungs
    After all they
    Had no cellphones
    And they were calling
    All possible mates
    On the planet

    The hot wind
    Moved the banana leaves
    A gentle rustle
    In the night
    On another night
    At a local bar
    We ate crawfish
    You loved them
    Could eat more
    Than anyone

    Time stood still
    Another place
    Another time
    Little piece of
    Buried in my memory
    Gentle transition
    Long hours stare into space
    Wait for answers
    Scribble notes to myself

    Time has passed…20 years
    I’m OK…hope you are too

    Process notes: I only stayed a few months. After I left, I heard the woman left her husband, returned to Europe. I haven’t heard about her in years, I hope she found what she was looking for.

  5. March 31, 2014 5:48 am

    We Wordle #12
    I read over the words
    I don’t see my name
    I remember the feelings
    Of being ‘left out’
    Children’s games
    Game of life
    Run away into the woods
    Follow rabbit
    Down the rabbit hole
    Into the sky
    Knead the bread
    Listen to mockingbird
    The wind blows cold
    In morning
    I smile
    Tease myself
    Not ‘left out’
    Just overlooked

    I hope if you do another wordle, you will also select words from my piece?

    • March 31, 2014 7:13 am

      I think this is pulled from the previous prompt’s responses, Annell.

    • March 31, 2014 8:49 am

      The Weekly Wordle words are taken from the Thursday prompts, Annel, in this case from Irene’s prompt #205 “Your Neck of the Woods. Really lovely poems. I particularly like number 11, and I believe I left you a comment on your blog about it last week. 🙂

    • March 31, 2014 5:21 pm

      Annell, the next We Wordle #13 will be derived from submissions to Thursday Prompt 206, “Which Childhood?”. I see you’ve submitted a poem there so I’ll be selecting 3 words from yours. Do watch for the posted wordle next Monday. Thanks for playing!

  6. March 31, 2014 6:47 am

    Used all the 33 words here:


  7. March 31, 2014 11:58 am

    I used some of the words in: A Sunday Snapshot.

    • March 31, 2014 2:54 pm

      Belva, this is a completely charming poem. Thank you for joining in this week.

    • April 2, 2014 4:46 am

      I couldn’t post on your site for some reason… loved this though – the nostalgia of childhood… growing up and leaving and then the strong ending “But I know where I came from… “Very nice.

  8. March 31, 2014 10:52 pm

    I mashed this all up with another fun prompt called a Gargleblaster.
    Check it out, and then click on over to yeah write, and write your own. 😉 Cuz it’s April and there’s always time for one more poem, right? 😉

  9. April 1, 2014 6:39 pm

    Three word lists, four prompts and a whole lot of fun:

  10. April 2, 2014 4:23 am

    Only used a few this time but combined this into Creative Bloomings cinqku prompt.

  11. April 3, 2014 10:32 am

    I used a few of them with a combined prompt from PAD:

  12. April 4, 2014 7:55 pm

    I’m late-late but I found this buried in my inbox and decided to play with some words any way. 🙂

    Thank you!

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