MLMM Wordle #236

Here are our 12 words for the MLMM wordle this week.





A loner on a beach
Picks up a seashell
And holds it to her ear,
The odor of salt and sand
Drifting upward from her feet.
A memory haunts
A crevice of her mind,
Ecstatic days,
Love in motion,
Open and loving arms:
In the gristle of reality
Her body convulses and perspires,
Mental buttons pushed,
With the scent of longing.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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8 Responses to MLMM Wordle #236

  1. murisopsis says:

    The sense of smell can certainly trigger memories – better than nearly anything!

  2. Cara Hartley says:

    I’ve had it happen. Sometimes it’s good memories, sometimes not so much.
    ~cie from poetry of the netherworld~

  3. My sense of smell is my strongest sense and I have the most vivid impression of the way my childhood friend’s home smelled but there is one house I entered one time as a very small child and I have not forgotten that smell either. Strange how memories work!

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