Another delightful list of wordle words! If you haven’t wordled yet, you should. It’s a triathlon for the brain. Choose at least 8 words from a list of 10 and be creative. I like starting my Mondays with Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and the weekly wordle. Why not give it a whirl!
With foreboding, I went to the rendezvous. Before your interest dwindled, our passion could light an incinerator.
Now, my heart was a piece of tin. Junk at the church bazaar on the white elephant table.
I cantillated my mantra: He cannot purloin my soul again.
He’d assume I’d be in mourning . A widow to our relationship. Then he could gorge on my misery.
Make me haul out old memories. My discomfort would be his pleasure.
I pretended I didn’t see him. Was I quivering in fear or delight?
The park was all noise and motion. I was invisible in the crowd.
But still he bounded over, attracted by my scent. Our muzzles touched. I was in love, or something, all over again.
(The silliness above is what happens when I get up at 4:30 am and by 5:10: made coffee; replied to a couple of comments; read a blog post; and wordled. Honestly, the wordle came after the coffee. ;D)