Sometimes, when I awake, it seems
that troubles are the stuff of dreams.
But then the newscast goes to air,
and so resumes the cruel nightmare
of witnessing the world implode,
as we destroy our own abode.
What if this madness can't be stopped?
I'm feeling slightly wamble-cropped.
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Author Notes
Today's word: wamble-cropped (adj.) nauseated.
My much-treasured Christmas present for 2017 is a book by Paul Anthony Jones: "The cabinet of linguistic curiosities". Each page contains a descriptive story about some obscure or archaic word. It occurred to me it would be a fun exercise to try and write, each day, a poem featuring the "word of the day" from the book.
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