Kindle Windle Valentine
Went looking for something
He could not find.
It need not be something gentle or kind.
But something where the road would wind,
Which would be just fine.
Kindle Windle Valentine stumbled and fumbled,
Then rose to his feet.
Questions to his mind rumbled.
Should
he take the path of dreamers?
Should
he seek a place of solidarity?
Which would surely be a rarity…
With hands on his hips, a whistle on his lips,
Kindle Windle Valentine
Was done, then undone by all his searching
with thoughts in his mind.
He was tired of walking and working,
A place of comfort was where
Which was where he started,
Which was just fine.
This week's words were supplied by Randomosity , Jacqueline has graciously agreed to supply the Wednesday Words writing challenge, from River, Elephant's Child, and Delores (great writers in themselves).
The photo and/or the six words can be used to inspire writers who are struggling with brain block, or simply want to do something else. The bold, underlined words are six unrelated words with which to cut loose and take a big leap. You won't be sorry!
