Like a time capsule found in a forgotten cornerstone, our fearless Wicked Word Wednesday participants demolished this weeks’ challenge and brought beauty from rubble.
Time to announce the winners!
In Second Place: vivachange77
Once upon a time I was married to a poor law student. When I felt anger my impulse was to throw something on the ground. Our budget was tight so all I could afford to throw was a loaf of bread – and stomp on it. It worked.
In First Place: Pleasant Street
I swerve to avert unpleasantness, and
all the rain I expect will come down on my head
does not fall every day-not always-
for sometimes the day enters with a very
merciful stepWhen I am too much about myself
I enter the room, the house, the day
and all that was shiny and bright
seems to have fled me, and I stomp my foot
I demand like a child, and like a childI am ashamed when I demolish my little houses
in a row- and you watch in horror as I smash
what I had built. Your eyes see mine and
I am reminded of a day when we were as one-
connected by a common thoughtthat we, together
would build this house
Congratulations, and don’t forget your nifty badges!
Come back this Wednesday for another Wicked Word
Running In My Head 