Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Too Late? From Wordle from We Write Poems

Too Late?

Carbon based life
drowns in excess.
Waste heats up,
glacial ice melts.
We obsess, sad,
mad, nervous,
Self imposed circle
of greed chokes
hope, blackens sea.
Sorrow comes easy.
Choice is despair or
attempt at repair.
Is it too late for birthdays?

Victoria Hendricks
June 23, 2010


  1. Victoria, your wordle about the Gulf tragedy is amazing and strong, and your words were worked in in a natural way, not forced at all. I like especially "Choice is despair or attempt at repair." And the last line causes me to think.

  2. This is such a powerful wordle, Victoria. I wouldn't even guess that it came from a 'wordle' prompt. Everything flows so smoothly!

  3. If I didn't know this came from a Wordle prompt, I wouldn't notice any words out of place. Your use of them seems so apropos and transparent in creating a statement about the Gulf tragedy.


  4. Thank you Nicole, Mary and Diane. the wordle really helped unlock the first poem I could write about the horror in the Gulf.