Wordle 44 Jan. 19


The sun crumbles beneath

Freshly laundered clouds

As the detritus of a penalty

That cannot be rightly upheld.

There is a texture to my heart

Though I am neither old

Nor recently serviced.

It is as plausible as bark

A kind of porous exoskeleton

That both guards and permits.


I am valuable.

I do not have to earn the right

To be loved or to exist

Though my sensibilities

Are given often to coercion.


Perhaps I am magenta

Blinking, unreal

A gift without sender

A kind of philanthropic camera

That holds an image

Only so long as it serves

To communicate

Something larger than its own

Credulous stance.





I am not managing my time that well yet. I am managing school, necessities, and cleaning pretty well but I am still trying to find a way to get in exercise and blogging/writing. I did manage to squeeze in a little something for today!


7 thoughts on “Wordle# 44

  1. The poem in whole is wonderful and I esp like these two lines:
    “The sun crumbles beneath Freshly laundered clouds”
    “I do not have to earn the right To be loved or to exist”

  2. I like the way you have placed the words, and those you have written around them: A kind of philanthropic camera; freshly laundered clouds for example.
    You’re still settling into your new routine. School adds a whole new dimension to your life.
    Take good care — write when you can.

  3. As usual Yves excellent imagery within your words. A new ‘life’ brings new demands and understandably it will take time for you to get a handle on all that is happening. Good luck with it all.

    1. Thank you for your encouraging words. Though I am fumbling a lot I am proud of myself. I have actually spoken with the girls in my class socially, in a group! For me that is huge since I generally can only manage to speak to one person at a time if that

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