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For the Sunday Whirl Wordle #780

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Blithe Spirits

Filter all those monsters out of your pretty head.
Stick in their place happier things to think about instead.
Glowing things in branches are scattered all about
ready to spin down on you when the moon comes out

In the darkest forest and in the deepest cave,
there are beneficent spirits whose mission is to save
those who otherwise might end up being helpless prey
of eviler spirits brewing plans for when you come their way.

Especially on Halloween, we forget the truth
that evil spirits lurking with claws and sharpened tooth
are balanced out by sprits watching out for you,
shedding light that darker spirits learn to rue.

For The Sunday Whirl Wordle # 780 the prompt words are: preys brews glow forest cave monster hidden filter head stick

The Epistoler, for The Sunday Whirl Wordle 779

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The Epistoler

One persistent lunatic, he urged incessantly
for me to view the letters that he had written me.
Mere pranks, they held the bones of words, lacking pulse and skin.
Only a fool would open them to see what lurked within.
His ghastly mind existed in a world the devil cast––
dark and cruel and twisted. Interminably vast.
If he goes east, I must go west, my hand curled in a fist.
The world would be much better if he did not exist.

For the Sunday Whirl Wordle 779  the prompt words are: letters urged exist pranks view incessantly west fools lunatic bones ghastly vast 

“Social Security” for The Sunday Whirl Wordle 778

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The words to tussle with for The Sunday Whirl 778 this week were: anchor search moment laugh find inhibits comfort always want squirrel spaz auto, but I decided it was too much of a hassle to do so last Sunday. Let’s seen if I’m better equipped to deal with them today!!

Yes.. I admit the illustration is by Meta AI!!!! Shame on me.

Social Security

Protective of my comfort, I don’t search trouble out.
I prefer a sheltered life. It’s true without a doubt.
I’ve never sought to have a match with a spastic squirrel,
for the truth is that I’m an inhibited sorta girl.

I don’t find fun in restless seas. I much prefer an anchor.
Laughter is my favorite state. I do not thrive on rancor.
I always cinch my seatbelt tight when riding in an auto.
I don’t play craps in Vegas and I don’t waste cash on lotto.

Moment by moment, I just want the safest way to be.
On comfort and security, I claim monopoly.
I’m the tamest person that you’ll likely ever see.
“Precautionary” is a word that fits me to a “T.”

 

Reclaiming the Ship of State, For the Sunday Whirl Wordle #777

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Reclaiming the Ship of State

Let’s show a little backbone and vote for what we believe––
that success is in the giving and not what we receive.
Of course, some think the opposite and I have a hunch
that those beings who think otherwise are a shifty bunch.
“You scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours,these greedy shysters say,
tallying up their billions before they hit the hay.
They storm our capitols and courts, streaming in enmass
to do their bit by self-rewarding bills and laws to pass.
What care they for the needy––the aged, poor and ill?
So long as they have license their own pocketbooks to fill?
Their diamond rings and yachts and planes do not grow on trees,
so they will requisition your tax dollars, if you please!!!
Therefore, when casting ballots, please remember what you’ve read.
To reclaim our ship of state, you’d best vote Blue, not Red!!!

For The Sunday Whirl Wordle #777 the prompt words are: show backbone beings believe bit storm stream ring scratch hunch

“First Dance” Wordle 776 for The Sunday Whirl

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First Dance

Delerium o’er music swelling, 
trumpet blaring, cymbals belling,
audience with senses throbbing,
swallow tears, and suspend sobbing.
In a spell, just listening to
first one song, and then a few.
Faces pale with knowing glances
tag secret crushes for first dances.
Find the nerve and are rewarded
when the wishes they once hoarded
are now shared with people who
they enjoy a spin or two
and finally begin to woo.

Prompt words for The Sunday Whirl’s Wordle 776 are: swallow tag find music swelling bell 
delirium spell pales knowing just senses

This is a prompt I just can’t resist most weeks. Here is my solution to the word challenge.

 

 

 

Day of Reckoning for The Sunday Whirl

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A cold hungry dawn ate up the darkness, allowing light to stream in. It was to be a day of reckoning. Evil would f nally be overcome by righteousness, folly with good fortune. There would be few casualities save for the profit margins of those who had long been complicit in bleeding the country dry. Interest rates would drop, gas prices plunge and a new phase begin where rich and poor would blend to reach some middle ground of affluence, shrinking that difference that had flourished in the two recent administrations of graft and corruption.
The Sunday Whirl: Wordle 775 prompts were:casualties phase profit drop folly cold hungry dawn complicit evil stream reckoning

“Grab Bag” for The Sunday Whirl

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Grab Bag

A firm wind blows the words around.
It cares not where they go.
They spiral here around my head,
where I seem to know
which words are worth saving
and which should blow away
for someone else to use them
to say what they must say.
Words may be used for good or vice––
either to wound or heal.
The world cares not, it seems to me,
to steer an even keel
when it delivers words to us.
It’s up to us to pluck
the words that form our poetry
and which of them to duck.

For the Sunday Whirl Wordle 774, the prompt words are: firm vice world wind cares someone worth wound word here seem spiral 

The Sunday Whirl Wordle 773, Sep 6, 2026

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Midnight Fantasy

Filtered clouds like plumes of smoke above us gently flow
while threads of mosses weave a layered fabric far below––
filling forest cracks with ruffled tufts of green
that cushion midnight footsteps through this magic scene.

 

Prompt words for The Sunday Whirl are: plumes tufts mosses fantasy fabric filtering threads forest cracks layer ruffle flow. (Image created with AI)

“Moonshadows” for The Sunday Whirl Wordle 772

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Moonshadows

The moon casts silver shadows across my pebbled way.
Stones echoing the velvet recesses where they lay.
My heart follows no compass as it weaves its random path.
No drone marks its progress or charts its vagrant math.
A clipped leaf dries upon my chest where it has been thrust
and slowly, in the evening wind, turns from green to rust.

For The Sunday Whirl Wordle 772  the prompt words are:
velvet compass echo random rust silver shadow pebble stone drone clip dry

“Sole Survivor” For The Sunday Whirl Wordle 771

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Sole Survivor

The colors flow early, stirring the air,
waves churning stray strands to mix in her hair.
She stands in her spot behind the large cake,
not sure if she is asleep or awake.
Sincere salutations buzz in her ears.
Until all of a sudden, the truth reappears.
She sits at her table, alone and forlorn.
on this 95th year of the day she was born.

For  The Suday Whirl Wordle 771, the prompts are: waves cake strays strand churning spot buzz colors sudden flow early stirring