May 2 Story
Once upon a time, I started a WORDLE puzzle with the answer to the previous puzzle. It threw me for such a loop that I failed to solve it, thus, seven words for this WORDLE poem.
FORGO
ROMAN
ORALS
SAVOR
SHORE
SCORN
(STORY)
I had to FORGO my ROMAN holiday.
I had failed my ORALS.
The depression forbid me to SAVOR the flavor of fruits,
The smell of the SHORE—
All but the SCORN of my professors.
The scorn of my cohorts is a different STORY entirely.
The EARTH’s BARDS have bourne
The CARGO of human KARMA since
A wise old mother wasp
buried her eggs in her prey,
that each LARVA
could enjoy its own
Charcuterie.
Well done, Bard.
Well done, Wasp.
It’s May First
And you want the whole thing, don’t you?
The full-blown, authentic experience?
In language that excites
Both memory and anticipation?
Ladies and Gentlemen!
Allow me to introduce to you…
WORDLE HAIKU
EARTH
BIRDS
WORMY
FORGO
The EARTH will provide:
Wet soil and plants, BIRDS and dirt.
My WORMY feast, I’ll FORGO.
Here’s a link if you need it: https://www.nytimes.com/games/wordle/index.html