It’s time for a new wordle! This week, I’ve taken words from one of our editor’s books, The Shaping of an Angry Black Woman by Tamara Woods. There is no set amount of words you have to use, and you can use any form of the word listed below (plural, past tense, etc.)
Here are you words:
drippings
splinters
fickle
barcode
articulate
quivering
accusing
lipstick
DNA
jail
witches
kiss
mimicry
To check out Tamara Woods’ book, click here!
Good luck and have fun!
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The Reverie 
I am giving this a try.
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[…] took up on a complex idea trigger by a prompt at The Reverie, and had me give birth using my simple minded heart to write you this piece of poetry. May the […]
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In thy heathen temple
Mimicry of the lead heavens is foreseen in the lake…
Amidst time’s neurotic drippings
Lye echoes of hearts in splinters.
Your wise witches cast endarkened spells
And stich it anew,
With Eros’s arrows they tattoo your barcode upon me,
Accusing my sins of innocence in twisted pastels.
The fickled thoughts that roar inside me are
Infinite deeds to be enacted upon thy lustful stage…
The icon of you bestows the articulate
Judgments of the blissful flesh;
Thy lips entrap me with the sweet
Shackles of burgundy lipstick,
Forsaking my DNA to vagrantly roam
In thy feline body’s ambrosial jail –
A mesmerized universe quivering
For all time in thy heathen temple.
© 8 March 2016 Vlad Teodor Petcu @ Visele unui insomniac
http://viseleunuiinsomniac.blogspot.ro/2016/03/in-thy-heathen-temple.html
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