Sin Creek: The Sunday Whirl – Wordle

What we live with, we end with…

This post is a week late. It is from the Sunday Whirl of: August 9. I wrote it last week but did not get around to posting it until today. Add sloth to my list sometimes…

Each week The Sunday Whirl invites writers to write a poem or short prose using some or all of the “Wordle’s” 12 words. This week it was:


Sin Creek

Sin Creek chills me.
Wants me,
Cries for me. Knows me.
Calls me home.

Sin Creek scries my life,
Plasters a bed
under a pine drum.
Recedes quicker than I’d like.

Lines from a dewy web,
Emptying into a single thread,
for breath

at the end.

Randy Mazie


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