(Cagestruck (via Yves) to be clueless of the customs, dialect/language/slang, and haunts of an unfamiliar city., Ardle (via Michael) a person who urinates whenever and wherever the mood strikes them.
Shiprighteous (via KO) A smugly moralistic ship.
Figimaled (via Jules) Primarily Farklempt; distressed, confused, annoyed, dismayed.
Aarambham (via Two Paise Poems) Indian for the beginning.
Avasaanam (via Two Paise Poems) Indian for the end.
Punarjanmam (via Two Paise Poems) Indian for rebirth or reincarnation.
Teekva (via a darkened house) Russian for a pumpkin.
Skuddling (via a darkened house) side-ways, skitterish motion
Maganda (via Ladyleemanila) Filipino word for beauty, refers to the beauty of both form and spirit.
Sayang (via Hank) Malay/Indonesian word referring to a loved one. Also used to express one’s affectionate feelings to a lady – whispered softly while nibbling the ear lobe.
Appraisal (via Ranted Crow); The act or result of judging the worth or value of something or someone. For this wordle we did not need to use all the words and could choose just one but I used all of them excluding my word)
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Petals of flame nip at my branches.
A willow stooped and aghast
Stirs her fathomless soup.
Come winter the ravens
Will pry trash from open bins
And residues from cracks
Too stingy to admit them.
Come winter I’ll be bundled
In sorrowful afghans
And Escher grey cloud concepts.
I will succumb to the famish
Of late morning, scuddling
From cupboard to cupboard.
The cold tests my marrow,
My veins grip in sleeves
Of muscle deadening
My hands and feet.
I am not equipped for this.
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I paint hearts over the rise
Of your exposed breasts.
You are warm enough
To crawl into.
Punarjanmam is not for the faint
You must face the aarambham
And the avasaanam in
The same measured breath.
The sayang and the siren,
The worst and the best of each.
You are maganda, a teekva,
A sparrow, every length repeated
In the seas lascivious tide.
You are infinite and within you
I too am repeated.
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I am figimaled and shiprighteous
Sentient only because
You have conceived me thus,
Sentient only because
You have ridden me
Into the storm, sails shorn,
Mast pummeled.
I have ardled and appraised.
I have sought and emptied.
My heart is full of shoes.
I am a sad sack, a giddy,
Unpalatable muse.
I am a rave of perversions
And gorgeous Shakespearean crypts.
I was even you once, long ago
Before it came into fashion.
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