remember to weed

Potential rattles against a holy
fortress stagnant in its sameness.

A substrata of fear
jangles nay saying
voices in your head,
blurring visions of tomorrows,
while potential’s rattle
snakes and shakes
until its sprouts pierce
the illusionary surface of existence
splintering color throughout your world
enticing voices to quietly vanish
into the gloaming of everything that came before.

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This piece came from a wordle at The Sunday Whirl.  This week’s wordle was built from three Wallace Stevens poems.

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18 thoughts on “remember to weed

  1. I had to look up ‘gloaming,’ a word I’m surprised I didn’t know. Perfectly used–as are the wordle words. This was a wonderful wordle to play with. Outstanding poems from everyone.

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  2. “A substrata of fear
    jangles nay saying
    voices in your head,
    blurring visions of tomorrows,”

    So well described! I love ‘substrata of fear’. I enjoyed this very much!

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  3. Well done, Brenda! I love “splintering color throughout your world” and
    “enticing voices to quietly vanish into the gloaming of everything that came before.” Gloaming is such a wonderfully descriptive word.

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