a crow’s cry cracked the silence
Sidra emptied her cup
even in this dark space
she saw that
the calligraphy was tinged
with red wine
bound the ancient text
she wanted to tap the secrets
of this fragile manuscript
to have her name
placed on the pages of history
Writing again with The Sunday Whirl. I used all the
words in some form in my story poem. The words are:
cup, calligraphy, bound, name, strap, cry, tap, space,
red, cracks, dark, tinged. It is my joy to write a wordle!
The photo is by SusuMa in Pixabay.