Wordle #123


Wordle #123:(filters, springs, keep, bitter, cries, enough, South, train, fierce, out, pieces, gusting)

“Lincoln’s Train”

We watched the SOUTH TRAIN as it GUSTed forth:
so pitiful, she pierced the air with CRIES.
Her halting engine came from OUT the North;
funereal and FIERCE her flaming sighs.

Oh, BITTER sings this TRAIN from out the North
she stops at every hollow;  leaves a PIECE
of longing for what might have been brought forth:
a longing for what we, today, want eased.

ENOUGH! ENOUGH!  this train must slow and turn
a FILTERED message from its jaws must SPRING
and face the hate of late that we would spurn
and in its place a sprig of lilac bring.

Let slow rock of this train be lullaby:
For Lincoln and his time remembered, sigh.

3 Comments on “Wordle #123”

  1. whimsygizmo
    August 28, 2013 at 3:49 am #

    What a lovely, rhythmic sonnet, Jacqueline.
    Especially love:
    “funeral and FIERCE her flaming sighs.”

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    • jacquelinecaseypoetry
      August 28, 2013 at 2:42 pm #

      that’s
      “fu`ne re `al” (spelling +4 syllables!) and fierce her flaming sighs… thanks for response…

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      • whimsygizmo
        August 28, 2013 at 2:59 pm #

        So sorry. That word is new to me (just looked it up). So see, now I’ve learned something new, too. Just a great sonnet, Jacqueline.

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