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Sunday, October 2, 2011

WORDLE #24


Lost in an amnesiac adventure,
cobbled by a misted miasma of myriad memory – suddenly a concrete clarity rips the diaphanous veil revealing each feature of that familiar tiny face floating undeniable signs of the crumbling of the walls of peaceful oblivion - bringing the chill of the dreaded remember into the shadow thrown by that clapboard church – standing still, alone and fully awake before a circle of fresh turned earth
Fearful, of each unrecalled yesterday and as yet
unfurled tomorrow. 


4 comments:

  1. Standing at the threshold, the entrance to a new experience and entering the fresh phase Dr Perl!!

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  2. Awww this is sad. Unhappy memories and fearful of tomorrows. A lovely, sad piece.

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  3. "Fearful, of each unrecalled yesterday and as yet
    unfurled tomorrow." - I love that line! Well wordled. :-)

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  4. A sad piece, well-penned, Pearl.

    Pamela

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