– Menoevil
monarchs danced –
in a fragrant orange grove
culpable of tantalizing
dream birds into oblivion …
ah – this secret garden glows
in the extremity of my soul
from the subtle phosphenes
pinched from behind my eyes …
as I lay supine
I contemplate a scarecrow
saying goodbye to summer.
© G.s.k. ‘15
The Words:
Monarch
Dance
Fragrant
Orange
Culpable (blameworthy)
Tantalize
Oblivion
Garden
Extremity
Phosphenes (a luminous image produced by mechanical stimulation of the retina, as bypressure applied to the eyeball by the finger when the lid is closed.)
Pinch
Supine (lying on the back, face or front upward)
Inspired by: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle Prompt and Photo Challenge
and linked to Walking With Sekhmet
Bastet and Sekhmet's Library 
Each day we say good-bye to something –
but hopefully we can also say hello and learn something new.
A wonderfully wordled piece 🙂
I have always like the Scarecrow of OZ. Even before he got his brains, he was smart.
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Very smart the Scarecrow of Oz he just need to have faith in himself I think …
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Really brilliant combination, I agree with Jules this was some fantastic wordling!
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Thanks Yves … I love your wordles … they’re always a challenge!
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As always, your wordling in magnificent! At the risk of interpreting the poem for anyone stumbling through comments — it reminds me of the gentleman at the end of Soylent Green — his last dream before dying. Peacefully. I really enjoyed this, Bastet 🙂
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Cool … I’m going to re-watch that film .. I remember seeing it, but almost nothing else! I’m happy you enjoyed it .. it certainly was fun to write 🙂
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Excellent job of combining the prompts and finding a way to bring a sense of hope and happiness to a dreary (yet fascinating image) – excellent memory to catch and hold. Really beautiful flow Georgia 🙂
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Thanks so much MJ … for some reason when i saw that illustration it reminded me of yes, a scarecrow, but the birds reminded me of butterflies … I’m happy you enjoyed it!
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Your words carry us in oblivion…sound fantastic!
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Lovely flowing poem, cara!! you are such a gem with Wordle but what struck me was how you wrote something reflective, whimsical even …I was dark in my response to that image but then again, I think we write in the moment we breath at that very second…it stirs up an idea and we can go with it or resist it. Bonne Fête des mères, ma chère…je souhaite qu’on te gate un tout petit peu…tu le mérites bien xx
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