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Wayward Words

compounded, confounded
windblown words
swirling, curling
upward as if some
kite, a plaything
fishtailing on an
updraft without
a fishnet
leaving me speechless
clueless – wrung out
limp like a soggy
dishrag without
a voice


We’re playing with compound words in the Graden  today


I am a reader, a writer, and a snapper of photos

13 thoughts on “Wayward Words

  1. This is great. I always enjoy a poem which is about the writing process and especially one that ties that to the human need for self-expression.

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