her boat traversed the channel
and aligned with the sand
her plan was to inject her confession
treat them to a torrid tale
she stepped ashore, checked her sect dress
and walked to the sanctuary
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Writing again this rainy Sunday morning with
the Sunday Whirl. The words today are check,
inject, sect, dress, confess, treat, tale, torrid,
traverse, sand, channel, align. Brenda’s choice
of words almost always brings me to a story poem.
So much fun!
Later, Miss Slater 
Maybe next week, you will share her torrid tale! 😉 I like that last couplet. It makes me imagine what the setting might be.
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Thanks, Brenda. I’m writing a poem a day in April. Heck, sometimes two or three. I plan to post some of them in May. I enjoy reading your poetry.
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A torrid tale – such captivating lines
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Thank you. Happy Sunday.
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The “torrid tale” is enticing.
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Thanks. These words just naturally told a story for me.
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A poem that makes one want to urge, ‘Go on, go on!’
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Thank you so much!
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