A Frivolous Wordle – August 24, 2015

The clock just struck twenty-three
and in the chaos of the moment
fragile Lily lifted her skirts
to show off her ornamental crinoline …

The count laughs in scorn,
at the fertile madness of the dame.
“Let’s not exaggerate ma chèr!”
He said in a petrous voice.

Listen now to the silence
that’s fallen upon this company …
will someone drop a needle
and see if we will hear it fall?

© G.s.k ’15

Written for:

Wordle #74 “August 17, 2015″

1. Madness 2. Fertile 3. Scorn 4. Listen 5. Crinoline (a petticoat of haircloth or other stiff material, worn under a full skirt to keep it belled out. A stiff, coarse cotton material for interlining) 6. Exaggerate 7. Petrous (like stone, especially in hardness; stony; rocky) 8. Needle 9. Lily 10. Fragile 11. Ornament 12. Twenty-Three (It’s the meaning of everything having to do with chaos)

Streetwise – Wordle Rap – July 28, 2015

clown and dog

what do you know
of ganglion gangs
in the metro
dressed in rags
implosive creatures
delinquent forms
from that charnel house
called art school ..
their geometric
outside the brackets
of the art racket
nearing the heights
of a cheap hell
or life

depends on your point of view
you can swoon
or croon
maybe you just ignore
that cryptic gore
or renouncing
this modern world
of zombies
that walk down the streets
greeting whomever they meet
you’d think they were alive
until you realize
their eyes are dead …
money honey
is their only desire
it set their minds on fire
ate out their soul
’til nothing was left

or otherwise
wall street vampires
have wrapped their ganglion tendrils
around your mind
have bought your soul
until you just don’t know
what life is
unless it has a price tag –
and everybody whispers:
is a big gun ….

© G.s.k. ‘15

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #71 “July 27, 2015″

1. Streetwise, 2. Ganglion (a mass of nerve tissue existing outside the central nervous system, Pathology: a cyst or enlargement in connection with the sheath of a tendon, usually at the wrist. a center of intellectual or industrial force, activity, etc.) 3. Rags, 4. Bracket 5. Implosive 6. Creepy 7. Delinquent 8. Geometric 9. Cheap 10. Near 11. Charnel (a repository for dead bodies) 12. Extend

Rancorous Wordle – July 12, 2015


the problem –
his scathing pithy remarks
that scuttle like beetles
from the empty rictus
that passes for a mouth –
under the accumulating flotsam
one ceases to wince
for the caitiff never stops –
the strapping sapling
the promise of his youth
[now gone]
lies, dumped in the gutter of his rancour
an unshaven wreck
drowning in soured wine
vomited from his ego.

© G.s.k. ‘15

1. Problem 2. Pithy (brief, forceful, and meaningful in expression; full of vigor, substance, or meaning; terse; forcible) 3. Scuttle 4. Accumulate 5. Wince 6. Truck 7. Unshave 8. Rictus (the gaping or opening of the mouth) 9. Caitiff (base, despicable person) 10. Flotsam 11. Sapling 12. Dump

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Monday Wordle (July 6, 2015)

Monday Wordle – June 24, 2015

the messiah of the divas
creates his gagging poultices
generously laced with peroxide
and sharp nettles to intenerate
even oldest ladies’ dragon skin …
you’d think there’d be a limit
to how far nature can be prodded
… still the ladies converge on him
in his fashionable New Haven burrow
somewhere between Hades
and Main Street
in hopes to return young.

© G.s.k. ‘15


1. Converge 2. Prod 3. Burrow 4. Messiah 5. Tendon 6. Gag 7. Poultice 8. Limit 9. Intenerate (to make soft or tender; soften) 10. Peroxide 11. Generosity 12. Nettle

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Monday Wordle – Free Verse Wordle – June 16, 2015


“delve into the dregs
of your magniloquence, my friend
then create a murky potion
of power and of influence
create for her
your most seductive panegyric

from your reservoir of intellect
delve into those sweet nothings …
no strictures do I require
I commission
convincing cloying compliments

tape each frame tonight
upon a lofty windswept hill
illuminated by lurid spot lights
thus I’ll marinate the shrew
and then cook her
in her own infinite vanity.”

sitting in a quiet place
near the pond inside the park –
I heard those prickly words pronounced …
a shiver went down my spine

I listened to that crackly voice
which sent my imagination off to wonder:
for whom would the potion be prepared
and who – the commissioner

I never found the answers
for there was a sudden silence
my presence had been discovered –
I quickly slipped away

a nightmare woke me this eve …
there was that haunting cackling voice –
I pondered and reflected
on the lauds and compliments
floating on the public waves.

© G.s.k. ‘15


1. Delve 2. Tonight 3. Murky 4. Reservoir 5. Marinate 6. Commission 7. Stricture (an adverse criticism, an abnormal contraction of any passage or duct of the body, a restriction) 8. Dregs 9. Magniloquent (speaking or expressed in a lofty or grandiose style; pompous;bombastic; boastful.) 10. Frame 11. Tape 12. Lurid (gruesome, revolting)


Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’s – Wordle #65 “June 15, 2015″

Monday Wordle – June 1, 2015

reel in your rancor
oh testimony of the crucifix
that symbol of torture
made sacred to many
t’was an instrument of shame
used by jealous bigots
to halt the terse words
of the gentle Man

the urge to surge
and croon anathemas
with effervescent ease
just seems to me grotesque
you with your viscous threads
of hatred
would have thrown the first stone
whilst shouting your “amens”

© G.s.k. ‘15


1. Terse 2. Reel 3. Rancor (bitter, rankling resentment or ill will; hatred; malice) 4. Surge 5. Crucifix 6. Testimony 7. Croon 8. Effervesce (to issue forth in bubbles) 9. Cromulent (fine, acceptable) 10. Grotesque 11. Viscous (of a glutinous nature or consistency; sticky; thick; adhesive) 12. Hexagonal

This very challenging wordle was provided by Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and can be found Here … I wasn’t able to work cromulent or hexagonal into the wordle …

cromulent ideal
a hexagonal symbol
open Star of David

Re-enacting the Past – Haibun – May 19, 2015


Our “Sergeant at Arms” resting

It’s a prevalent belief that vacations are a relaxing affair and glibly people go on and on in ambling monologues talking enviously about this or that person who’s recently been off to “rest and relax”.  However, some of those vacations can put you into a desperate morass of fatigue.

I am part of a Medieval Troupe and we pass our vacations putting up historical re-enactments.  Choking heat that shimmered across the Lombardy Plain two weeks ago as we arrived in the small town of San Giorgio in Piano.  Heat radiated off the asphalt and cement but we happily found that for once our campsite would not be in the middle of a field, but a quiet shaded public garden surrounded by a brick wall interspersed with wire mesh.

We began setting up camp pulling all our equipment (tents, tables, armour et al.)  down the gangway of the large van used for these occasions.  The organizer was all aquiver with anxiety, we’d arrived at 11:00 and the Medieval Fair opened at 3:00 and she wanted to be sure that all would be ready for the event but she needn’t have worried, the company has had years of experience setting up camp.

By 2:00 we only needed to put the finishing touches to our camp and it was amazing how the garden seemed to have shrunk as each large tent was set up.  We put on our clothes … rigorously bought or sown to the specifications of our period; 1400 – 1432. Then, just as though we were at court we set at our table, the Captain in his great chair, then toasted our new adventure with Radler beer (rigorously poured into earthen pitchers) and sandwiches with half an hour to spare.

The rest of day was long, we had two parades through the town in costume that day, a couple of duels, a play, re-enacting an imaginary but possible abuse of the local powers of the age. By 7:00 our “Sergeant at Arms” who is also the coordinator of our public shows was sagging with the efforts of his day and finally, before our last show, decided to rest for a few moments in one of the tents, which are open for people to see how the knights and their entourage would have slept back in that period.

I wondered what people thought as they saw his feet poke out of the tent … did they think this was a bit of medieval life put up for their benefit?  I was sure that no one realized that he’d arrived late at camp and had worked non-stop and under very stressful conditions coming straight from the hospital where he’d spent the whole evening before with his son who’d had a bad allergic reaction to a bee sting.  Such are vacations at times!

garbed in old linen
sonder the life of people
now long gone


1. Prevalent 2. Glib (readily fluent, often thoughtlessly, superficially, or insincerity so) 3. Amble 4. Choke 5. Morass (any confusing or troublesome situation, especially one from which it is difficult to free oneself; entanglement; a marsh or bog) 6. Cement 7. Mesh 8. Sonder (the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own.) 9. Aquiver 10. Gangway (a passageway, a narrow walkway) 11. Shrinkage 12. Court


I wrote this piece for Canadian TravelBugs who wished to know the story behind the above photograph using the Monday Wordle posted on Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

Second-Hand Bookstore – Wordleing – May 16, 2015

I entered the used bookshop –
Words quickly bombinated
Inside the tunnel of my mind
Through the corduroy-like maze
Of intricate design
Brought on by an odd vellichor
In the horror section of the bookshop
Which made my neck hairs bristle!

I screwed up my face in pain with
Dire thoughts of vile deeds
Of horror and dismay …
Then, there was smash
Like of a fallen ceramic vase
A book had fallen open from the shelf
My heart skipped a beat …
I turned and ran away!

© G.s.k. ‘15

Mindlovemisery’s Wordle – 1. Screw 2. Bristle 3. Bombinate (to make a humming or buzzing noise) 4. Ceramic 5. Intricate 6. Classic 7. Slant 8. Vellichor (the strange wistfulness of used bookstores) 9. Tunnel 10. Dire 11. Impinge 12. Corduroy

Monday Wordle – May 5, 2015

- Menoevil

– 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:

Culpable (blameworthy)
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.)
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

Sleeping Beauty – A Fractured Fairy-Tale – April 23, 2015


Painted by Jennie Harbour

In a dark and grim forest, where wolves howled and the wind blew, I saw a flickering light and so I bounced down the path seeking out that light and after a time I came upon a crystal coffin; within the crystal coffin surrounded by perpetual candles slept a very handsome princely man with a magnificent beard. His head lay upon a silk pillow, his pelvis was bound in a gorgeous red damask codpiece. (I just mention this in passing.)

I thought I’d smother from the internal flame that flowed instantly into my … uhm … heart. Sublimating my thoughts of love by thinking about this month’s syzgy of the moon, sun and earth, I emitted a sigh.
“Never-mind the codpiece!” I said to myself, as a heroine one really must overcome this incessant inner chaos. Anyway, at this point I noticed a note attached to the clasp that held the coffin closed it read:

Open carefully and if you kiss the prince upon his lips he will awaken.

“Ah,” I thought, “a male sleeping beauty! Now this could get interesting”
In wonderment I carefully opened the lid of the coffin and caressed his soft uhm … beard with reverence then kissed his ripe lips.
His eyes flew open and he gasped:
“My lands woman! Just how old are you?”

© G.s.k. ‘15

This post was written for Mindlovemisery’s Mengerie’s Monday Wordle and Thursday Tale Weaver Post – Be a Bad Writer (I did my best) where we were to pick a genre and open our story with the worst possible beginning sentence, possibly with not more than 58 words. … I went way over the 150 word limit and before submitting this to the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest.  

  1. Emit
  2. Pillow
  3. Pelvis
  4. Bounce
  5. Heroine
  6. Intern
  7. Incessant
  8. Smother
  9. Sublimation  (Psychology. the diversion of the energy of a sexual or other biological impulsefrom its immediate goal to one of a more acceptable social,moral, or aesthetic nature oruse.)
  10. Gorgeous
  11. Nevermind
  12. Syzygy (any two related things, either alike or opposite. Astronomy. an alignment of threecelestial objects, as the sun, the earth, and either the moon or a planet: Syzygy in the sun-earth-moon system occurs at the time of full moon and new moon.)