This is a bit rough, but it's just what came up from the selection of words which are:
draft, chest, spare, refrain, temper, string, racket, latch, blend, strike, crack, spare, trace
Crash went the spare oar,
and sank without trace.
Waves so high
the chest in the galley
slid from wall to wall.
I was seriously scared
but refrained from showing it.
Joked about a bit of a draft
and told her to tie
some knots
in a long piece of string.
I said we could measure
the speed of the wind
and the strength of the current,
but the racket outside
told another story.
Unlatching the door,
the tempest's temper
poured in.
I wish I could get to every wordle every week. I saw this when coming to #67. I enjoyed this. Dark is part of light, not so much the opposite.
ReplyDeleteI like how this started with sound and ended with tempest's temper...What sound could that be? Natural yet violent rains? Drumming that seems ceaseless and yet I also imagine the calm and safety that were found when the storm ends.