Hello. I didn’t expect to be here quite so quickly, but had the poem down, in response to Brenda’s wordle, within an hour of receiving the words. The only thing that changed between the first and second draft was the order of the stanzas. When I first wrote them I knew I wanted short stanzas, each with a thought, but my focus was on the words working. Then, I reordered the stanzas and was done.
The Inner Voice
She may have elaborated to herself the significance
of following established rules.
She may have held close to her heart her intention
to visit the goddess.
She may even have picked up the string of sacred flags
that led to the summit.
But she forgot the demons indigenous to her mind,
the ones that drowned all thought.
Like Brenda, I am looking forward to seeing what others do with these words. Remember to visit The Sunday Whirl tomorrow [or today, depending on when you are reading this] to see the posted poems.
Have a lovely rest of the weekend. Happy writing.