Sunrise

The stranger edges closer

to the village watering hole,

expects his own demise

but finds a welcoming tribe

who swallow earthquakes

and spit waves of stone sour.

 

Sunday Whirl

wordle 7.1.17

 

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14 comments on “Sunrise

  1. oldegg says:

    With those characteristics I am glad the tribe is friendly.

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  2. Jae Rose says:

    A clever use of the prompt words

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  3. Tom Merriman says:

    A daunting prospect made all the better, Lynn. Nice one.

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  4. jillys2016 says:

    Stone sour – you are the master at word combinations, Lynn! This poem paints an intriguing little scene.

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    • colorfulpen says:

      I do love to play with words.
      First write, the stranger was an ominous presence. Second, it was the villagers. Neither one was working for me. On a third and final write, he sidles up to the bar and finds himself among friends. I liked the happier ending.

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  5. I like how I tried to anticipate it, but it foxed me instead 🙂

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  6. ‘Spit waves of stone sour’ – I love that!

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