My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #117 “July 11th, 2016”
Ambisinister as a duck,
I scratch the surface of a metaphor
That destructs
In a shivering thunderhead
Of poetic ephemerids,
Filling the chambers
Of my heart with benign
Imagery and rhyme.
No need to bribe
Saint Peter
To enter
The plush gates of heaven
When you have your own
Narrow turnstile.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
writing in north norfolk 
Reblogged this on e a m harris and commented:
A wonderful example of new and unusually used words. I think the bird is a kiwi, but I could be wrong; I’m not very knowledgeable about birds.
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Thank you for the re-blog!
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You’re welcome.
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Oooh I love “poetic ephemerids” gorgeous Kim
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🙂
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“Great imagery, and I’m with Yves, ‘poetic ephemerids’ is a wonderous phrase. I enjoyed your wordle response,” she commented.
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your duck metaphor is heavenly! [and strange that we both have heaven (snap) ]
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I’ll go with “poetic ephemerids” as a great pairing. Nice and concise
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Thanks!
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☺
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