
New day came in the midst of despair
As I bounce back from the fog
Colossal foresight made left and right
Wood and paper made choking smog
For the record this is my first time
Woe was my Siamese twin
Made left and right, colossal foresight
It would make my brawny head spin
Steep thought as I obtain this move
Cent of wisdom this is right
Colossal foresight made left and right
Don’t you worry I’m willing to fight*
(c) ladyleemanila 2021
- ZaniLa Rhyme
For: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2021/11/08/wordle-265/

The dice tumbled and the table leaned forward
With held breath we followed the shape of what was
To become of our fate and to move onward
It looks like a clean sweep to get an applause
No more disguise nor fear of death in the fog
In the dimness of the night no more faux pas
We don’t have to go to Amsterdam or Prague
We don’t have to hurt the Minister for that
And we don’t have to drink the hair of the dog
The dice did us proud happy what we get at
With held breath we didn’t have to do combat**
** A Terza Rima

droplets in the air
billowing fog of chilled air
buried expression
confusion changing my mind
will it affect the result?***
*** Tanka

They lurched to a halt as the sound
Of alarms spread the ship
Shuddered and choke to what they found
They’re not fully equipped
Fire! They muttered as they scurried
No homeland and they’re all worried
Fire, they muttered
Fire, they muttered
All act so brave as they hurried
They lurched to a halt as the sound
Of alarms spread the ship
Reverence so as not to drowned
Try to save the steamship
Tongue in cheek humour still there
They swear they sort out their affair
Tongue in cheek
Tongue in cheek
Save them as they say their prayer
They lurched to a halt as the sound
Of alarms spread the ship
Enough soot to start the fire round
Them not mine they chip
SOS they called for some help
Pain in their eyes as they yelp
SOS they called
SOS they called
Now the ship is covered with kelp****
**** The Trijan Refrain

Footsteps echoed eerily in the fog
Wind coming from the east and the trees swayed
Getting louder like the barking of dog
Gets nearer, is one going to be preyed?
Who’s that? I asked even though I’m afraid
Footsteps stopped suddenly, I’m still puzzled
Stop it now, Mathew, and don’t make me jade
Game is over and you’ve won, I dabbled
Not Mathew but Joe, who came in a jog
His footsteps faster coming from the fog*****
***** The Decuain

Listen, my heart shatters into bits
On this foggy day, it hits
Going down the pits
Our splits
Pain
Such cheat and betrayal in a blitz
You don’t deserve me, you twits
Going down the pits
Our splits
Drain
Nothing left to say, you hypocrites
Go away, our benefits
Going down the pits
Our splits
Strain******
****** Triquint
For: https://alwayswrite.blog/2021/11/10/wqwwc-48-writers-choice-7-or-fog/
thank you, Lisa 🙂 glad you like the post ❤
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I can always count on a new form when I visit your blog! ZaniLa Rhyme this time. Very nice. I like the colossal foresight and left and right changing places.
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went there once
felt welcome
well why not?
ah so!
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thank you 🙂
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