Sunday Whirl Wordle #519

Brenda Warren is our hostess for the Sunday Whirl. You can join in hereNothing unusual seen daily,
The sheen of night reflects,
Like a moth seeks solace from the light:
Streaming casts a sharp line of shadow,
Wings singe and fray as they try
To ascertain their rights to be free.

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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4 Responses to Sunday Whirl Wordle #519

  1. Carol anne says:

    Nice poem Di! ❤ Really enjoyed it!

  2. murisopsis says:

    I think this perfectly describes the bug zapping light my in-laws have on their deck!

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