his stomach knotted
as he recalled the pattern
his thoughts tightened
as he climbed the graveled path
he had trimmed his plans
to keep them simple and low-key
the ocean spray calmed him
as he walked the cliff’s edge
suddenly, he spread his arms
to soar
Writing with The Sunday Whirl this morning.
The whirl words are simple, trim, knots, gravel, low, spray,
path, edge, spread, tight, climb, and pattern. I used all the
words in some form in my poem.
Later, Miss Slater 
Flying into the sea? Looks like a bad place to fall
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Yes, it would be.
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Well done! Such an economical use of the words. He has an outside chance of surviving but that’s his choice.
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Thank you. Yes, he does.
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What an amazing write!!! So unexpected.
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Thank you. I enjoy letting the whirl words surprise me and take me where they will.
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