Love calls, touches, resounds, dreams, and threatens, but is it enough to save us….
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 is:

Wordle’s words
Love
not enough kisses calling
to make calling bells resound;
nor enough resounding touches
to group together a misty dream;
not enough misty love
to dreamily threaten to stay;
but just enough time
to frivolously run,
jump and cross,
a scarlet line,
into a
black hole,
unremitting.
Randy Mazie
Leaping into black holes…here it sounds like fun..i wonder if kisses last forever there
love your response…. lemons into lemonade… thinking outside that vortex
Nicely done … I like how differently we all interpret the same words … if you’re so incline, mine is here … http://soundofthewordnight.blogspot.ca/2016/02/under-threat-of-dreams.html
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I really like this! Wow!
Wow. Thanks.
Randy 😉
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