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Lost Soul – Poem for Sunday Whirl

Lost Soul

I tremor with each approaching tread as, unhindered
you delve into the nether regions of my mind

plastering seditious thoughts onto my wall of truth,
crushing me with your sporadic peals of laughter,

my tufts of once sacred feathers drift silently away as
I pledge myself to you, our souls eternally enmeshed, 

forever a stigma. 


This poem inspired by the challenge set by ‘Sunday Whirl’ to incorporate all the words in this ‘wordle’ – not easy!


34 thoughts on “Lost Soul – Poem for Sunday Whirl

  1. Excellent use of the words! So many good lines. I really like:
    “plastering seditious thoughts onto my wall of truth”

    These words seemed to inspire dark poetry!


  2. Like how you managed to use the words so precisely,
    condensed in thought, minimalist with full effect….
    creating a sublime word picture.

    Thank you for showing how to present the wordle without
    dragging it on and on unnecessarily to include all the words.
    Wish I had that knack…

    ☮ Siggi in Downeast Maine


  3. I really loved the line ‘plastering seditious thoughts onto my wall of truth.’ I was a little daunted by the words in this wordle but you did an excellent job with them! Well wordled. 🙂


  4. I enjoyed your treatment of “tufts,” but the whole poem was great. I believe this is my first visit to your blog. We retired Mikes have to stick together. From your about page, we have a lot of interests in common.


    1. Thank you for your comments Mike.
      Welcome to my blog I hope you will have a wander around.
      I’ve had a look at your about page and agree we have lots in common – not least the time to write.
      I look forward to more chats.


    1. Thank you for your very kind words Vivienne.
      I’ve only just started ‘experimenting’ with writing poems – I’m having great fun and meeting some lovely people.


  5. That was incredibly beautiful – so concise in your wording. There was not a single unnecessary word but everything that needed to be was said. That was a great, captivating read.


  6. Don’t know how I missed this last week; sorry to be late to the party.

    A very dark and slightly frightening poem; it goes beyond codependence into something more sinister. Great use of the wordle words.


  7. I find the “you” of this poem very frightening, almost as if the speaker doesn’t have a lost soul as a stolen one. A fine and concise use of those wordle words.



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