Buck It (Apperception): The Sunday Whirl – Wordle

Life just is. Though there is something in us which causes us to create sense out of our lives in relation to the world around us. Levity forces me to title the poem (as well as the need to fit the word “bucks” into the piece somewhere): Buck It.

Each week The Sunday Whirl invites writers to write a poem or short prose using some or all of the โ€œWordleโ€™sโ€ 12 words. This week it is:

Wordle's words

Wordle’s words

Buck It    (Apperception)

Hike. Hike. Hike.
We walk the steps of life.
Matching that which we can see
with laws that we conceive.

Chop. Chop. Chop.
Process pieces of our life.
Keep the bad at bay.
Never to retrieve.

Drone. Drone. Drone.
March on the days of life.
Ramp up that cross, my dearest friend.
Find something to believe.

If only to deceive; or,
Grieve.

Randy Mazie

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10 thoughts on “Buck It (Apperception): The Sunday Whirl – Wordle

  1. Thank you for the new word – my grubby little mind leapt from buck it to fuck it.. which i suppose in some cases is true when we have to march on and on..having something or someone to believe in certainly eases that endless route march

    • Your mind isn’t grubby, and the implication of “Buck It”, as you wrote it, was in fact the implication.. ๐Ÿ˜‰ One of the outcomes of perceiving life’s experiences, in addition to (self) deception, grieving, and/or a spiritual or religious experience, is just that, “buck it” – or as you so aptly wrote it, “f–k it”.

      Randy

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