For Sunday Whirl Wordle, Mar 23, 2025

The King of Chaos. I was on my way to a local hotel/restaurant to read my Trump poem when I saw a woman selling this pinata beside the road. I braked, turned around and went to buy it. A man, seeing me buying it, stopped to buy one as well. “Does it have anything inside?” He asked. “No, you have to cut it open in back and fill it,” I answered. “What should we fill it with?” asked his female companion. “I’d suggest filling it with baloney,” I answered.

The King of Chaos. I was on my way to a local hotel/restaurant to read my Trump poem when I saw a woman selling this pinata beside the road. I braked, turned around and went to buy it. A man, seeing me buying it, stopped to buy one as well. “Does it have anything inside?” He asked. “No, you have to cut it open in back and fill it,” I answered. “What should we fill it with?” asked his female companion. “I’d suggest filling it with baloney.”

Depression

A chain of glimmering wishes gleams silver as I free
my mind from all its worries of what is or what may be,
but moment by sadder moment, my sorrow flames again,
whipped up from fading embers of a sadness that has been
lingering like a trance that I cannot escape.
Faint shadows of those horrors that assume a larger shape.
I dip into my past to restore wild memories
that I naively hope will bring  depression to its knees.
But they do too little to trim away the fears
That hover all around me, holding pleasure in arrears.

The word prompts for today’s Sunday Whirl are: sorrow dip  chain wild silver free trance glimmer faint trim

(If you can think of a better title for this poem, please suggest it. Company arrived just as I was finishing it and gotta get posted.

8 thoughts on “For Sunday Whirl Wordle, Mar 23, 2025

  1. Unknown's avatarSam

    Oh Thanks Judy ~! So well said and just in time to tell me that there is a great world out there, we just have to look a little harder to find in the present situations, and also stay away from things dragging us down while thinking good thoughts to fill our mind …….While reading this I was distracted by one of my grand nieces who had the news of my niece passing away. There is a long sad back story about this beautiful lady that I will not bother you with, but I will miss her greatly.

    But if you don’t mind I must pass on what is on my mind right now. Though my usual long windiness you may read all or save for later.

    THIS WAS WRITTEN SOME YEARS BACK, THE PHOTO IS OF ME, MY GRANDSON, AND TAMI TAKING A WALK ABOUT THIS TIME OF THE YEAR, ALL THREE OF US A BIT OLDER AND THAT DIRT PATH TO THE GATE IS NOW PAVED (UNFORTUNATELY)

    The Indian Blanket will be Blooming soon~!

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    1. lifelessons's avatarlifelessons Post author

      I was going to take it to the party to celebrate his loss, but for some reason had a presentiment that all was not going to turn out as we thought it would and didn’t go..Good thing as that was the first election he won. I can’t remember what I did with the pinata in the end. Probably the garbage.

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