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Wordle # 118

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1. Antlers

2. Evil

3. Evasive

4. Residual

5. Barkeep

6. Struggle

7. Dahlia (a type of flower, can also be a name)

8. Transfuse

9. Methuselah (a patriarch who lived 969 years. Gen. 5:27. an extremely old man. a very large wine bottle holding 6½ quarts (6 liters).

10. Pluck

11. Presentiment (a feeling or impression that something is about to happen, especially something evil; foreboding.)

12. Fourth Rule (There’s an exception to every rule.)

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

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Dahlia was such a lovely name at least that’s what her mother thought.

But as Dahlia begun to grow up the more evil she became.

To little jokes or pranks you thought were cute at five but,at fifteen she was out of control.

The struggle to raise such a girl was hard on her mother.

Every time you turned around she had antlers on her head showing you  who she truly was.

She had accepted the darkness in her life longtime ago and the need for being bad flowed through her veins everyday.

The evil inside her was Methuselah and Methuselah felt like it was someone who was years beyond her age.

Her mother had a Presentiment moment that lead her to take an evasive action to help get rid of the evil inside her daughter.

Her mother searched high and low for her but could not find Dahlia.

Who was busy across town at a low-key bar hanging with her barkeep friend, enjoying drink after drink.

Until the drinks started to leave a nasty residual in her month, so she asked for water and so sobered up.

As Dahlia walked to her car, she begun to feel like someone was watching her in the darkness of the night.

So many shadows to hide in until they could pluck her off the street.

So she picked up her pace and just as she got to her car, she froze as a hand reached out and plucked the evil right out of her.

Soon the sunrises and Dahlia was never the same.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Wordle # 118

 

 

 

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Wordle #114 Week 114

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1.Elderberry

2. Climate

3. Atrabilious (gloomy; morose; melancholy; morbid.irritable; bad-tempered; splenetic.)

4.License

5. Singe

6. Dream

7. Obstruct

8. Cerise (moderate to deep red)

9. Fugitive

10. Hesitation

11. Random

12.Length

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

 

I went to bed and ended up in a dream that climate was below zero and I couldn’t handle the cold weather.

And so my hesitation to walk out farther outside into an unknown snow cover ground.

Is so not happening and then I see you a random guy dress in a great big fluffy winter coat the color of a elderberry.

The coat is almost covering the whole length of your body.

The cerise of your cheeks show me that the Cold is still getting to you.

You walk up to me and tell me you are a license mountain ranger and I should go back inside.

For there is a five ft six man who is a fugitive on the run and it would be best to lock my doors and go back inside.

I quickly retreat back inside and lock all the windows and doors.

Two hours later you came back to tell me it was safe and, you and your fellow Rangers had caught the guy farther down the mountain.

You obstruct me from closing the door, as you say goodnight.

You said my eyes shine like the brightness star in the night sky.

You smile and ask me out and I say yes and as you wander into the dark night going back to the place I know not of.

A star in the sky twinkled in the sky, a sign for me to finally let go and let in something new.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Wordle #114

 

 

Poetry

The one who destroys men!

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She is so flawless that it’s like a landslide of beauty from her hair to her neck and ending at her waist.

You were moonstruck by her looks, that she melted your torch in one look and you become so helpless. And it was so sad to see you fall apart with one look you were a goner my friend.

And like the damask design of her beautiful summer dress, she tore you apart and put your heart in the vignette design of her journal with the other broken men.

She destroyed  everywhere she went, she left mothers crying for the sons they used to have but now only thing they have left is an empty shell of what their sons used to be.

No man or boy is safe from her evil ways, even when you think you’re safe.

She will show up and grab you by the face and like piece of dust she will blow away the

man you used to be and left in your place will be a wide-eyed man with a hole in his chest is where your heart melted away.

The amount of men she goes through on her journey of destruction should be a metaphor for every poisons snake is the same no matter how beautiful it is on the outside.

The bite will always kill you and melt your soul away.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Wordle-110-May-23rd-2016 word challenge