He captured her heart
with his ludic smile
that shone like a lantern.
He cursed her heart,
flambéed in edelweiss,
until it crumbled in his hands.
He tossed her heart,
the irrevocable ashes,
birdseed descendent on winter wind.
Now he has no heart,
looks askance at birds and friendly scarecrows,
gnashing his alcohol-rotten teeth.
Kim M. Russell, 2016
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #133 “December 12th, 2016”
writing in north norfolk 
Superb! 🌹🌹🌹
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Thank you!
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Bravo! I read this and thought how easily this could easily be the next chapter to my take on the prompt. Nice use of the prompt words.
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Thank you!
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I really like the repetition – it reinforces the sentiments expressed through the images – and wonderful use of the wordle!
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Thank you! Sometimes Wordles seem ferociously difficult the first time I look at them. I have to read each word several times before I get an idea, while others just fall into place on their own!
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I can so relate! sometimes, the ideas just jump right out, other times, it’s such a head scratcher … and Yves has a way with creating them, so that no matter what, they are always interesting 🙂
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I think the Wordle is up there in my top five prompts!
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